It was a great joy for me to be invited, two years ago, to return to Santiago, Chile, to celebrat
As part of the on-going formation and education of Columban lay missionaries, I was privileged to
Fifty years ago I was pastor of an "old Christian" community on Amakusa Island in the far south o
In the 1980s before the onset of cheap air fares and the free movement of people introduced by the European Union Irish immigrants in London were…
Now that I'm home, I realized I do not have a room to call my own.
When I was sixteen years old, my father was diagnosed with cancer and died ten weeks later.
It was about three in the afternoon on a Tuesday.
Ethnic Indian people are traditionally obsessed with matters of pollution and purity.
I started to write these two poems last year during a workshop training on poetry writing in my m
My name is Sr.
