Here’s a theory: Coaching soccer for girls under six is 90% tying shoes and 10% everything else. “Coach — my…
There is a road near our house — residential, winding and lined with trees — that seems to lead to…
A hummingbird feeder hangs outside our kitchen window, dangling above the wooden boards of our little deck. The feeder is…
It’s those fast-growing feet — clad in fresh sneakers, laced carefully and still scuff-free — dashing down the sidewalks, pitter-patter,…
The butterfly lay flat on the ground, a splash of color atop the waterlogged pebbles bordering the creek. It seemed…
By Eric A. Clayton At an early hour on a weekend morning, my eldest daughter and I were in our…
By Eric A. Clayton The Sistine Chapel was smaller than I expected. Perhaps it was all the people, heads craned…
By Eric A. Clayton Pienza is a quiet town tucked into the Tuscan countryside among vineyards and cypress trees in…
By Eric A. Clayton Last week I shared a reflection on seeking out story, how the cultivation of curiosity in…
By Eric A. Clayton These days find me in Rome at a global gathering of Jesuits and Jesuit collaborators tasked…
