Black holes and supernovas

Black holes and supernovas

The dog days of summer are, for me, a spiritual trial. Every spring, I plan to use the slack in the parish and school calendars to work ahead, to fix processes, or even to read up for the demands of the program year as if I haven’t fumbled away all the preceding summers. I get restless whenever the pressure of daily tasks diminishes even a little, and my judgment has so far never been equal to harnessing the restlessness.