Writings & Musings

The “Holy Music” Beneath Our Feet (Reflection)

*Written and published on September 22nd, 2019 on the Union Presbyterian Seminary blog. As someone who wrestles with anxiety, practicing the Sabbath is often a challenge. This is further exacerbated by the hurriedness that plagues our culture and the constant pressure of achievement. As a Christian, it feels like these pressures squeeze the grace and… Continue reading The “Holy Music” Beneath Our Feet (Reflection)

Something (Reflection)

*Written on March 18th, 2019. A Preface Just a few days ago, I experienced it. It occurred when I was sitting in a coffee shop, in a moment of switching from task to task, from thought to thought. When suddenly, a feeling washed over me. It was embodied as a weightless breeze, cool and calming.… Continue reading Something (Reflection)

Smoking Catholics, Porous Pentecostals, & The Modern Self (Reflection)

*Written on February 23rd, 2019. Charles Taylor’s Modern “Buffered Self” I ran across the concept of the “porous self” or mind via the Canadian philosopher Charles Taylor a few years ago. The porous self is a term that describes the pre-modern worldview and is usually associated with the medieval era. It’s the idea that our… Continue reading Smoking Catholics, Porous Pentecostals, & The Modern Self (Reflection)

Aristotle, Pop-Psychology, & Mental Habits (Reflection)

*Written on January 16th, 2019. What does pop-psychology and Aristotle have in common? The answer is an obsession with habits. This is evident from the recent influx of literature on the power of habit that fills most bookstores today. Our culture seems to be obsessed with becoming habitually fit, habitually intelligent, and most importantly—habitually successful.… Continue reading Aristotle, Pop-Psychology, & Mental Habits (Reflection)

Submit: One Page

*This post was an exercise in extemporaneous writing written on September 2nd, 2018. Submit. The word comes to mind because I find myself submitting to the limitations of my mind and body—quite often. I trek over to the coffee shop in hopes that the aroma will inspire some sort of productivity. I arrive to find… Continue reading Submit: One Page