by Steve S | Jun 4, 2026 | Attention & Presence
Reclining a little before at last I laid my head upon the pillow, I watched the night take possession of the room. It did not come in haste. It had no need. The shadows lengthened first along the wall, then drew themselves softly across the floor, as though some...
by Steve S | Jun 4, 2026 | Society & Conscience
Long before we entered, something had already taken its seat there. It had known the room before we arrived: the grain of the table, the worn places of the chairs, the careful hush that settles when men come prepared to bear the troubles of others and leave their own...
by Steve S | Apr 7, 2026 | Attention & Presence
A room full of smiles, and all appears as though it were well, nothing beneath the surface seeming to have shifted or come undone, and they have gathered, it would seem, to touch upon something called divine, though what is named is not always what is given, nor what...
by Steve S | Mar 30, 2026 | Inner Life
I long to go home—to the dwelling place of my fathers, where their steps were first set into the earth, and where the land yet bears the quiet impress of their passing. I would look upon the fields, where the grass grows deep and green, untroubled by haste, and I...
by Steve S | Mar 27, 2026 | Inner Life
It eludes many; and many there are who set themselves to its seeking with earnest hand and unquiet heart. They labour long upon the steeper paths, pressing onward as though by greater striving it might at last be seized—yet for all their effort it abides concealed,...
