The Weight of Stone
Seneca once remarked that while we are busy planning for long lives, we often fail to notice that life is already passing us by. We build monuments of stone and mortar, hoping to anchor ourselves to the earth, believing that if we can make…
The Weight of the Page
I remember sitting in a small cafe in Edinburgh, watching a woman across the room. She had been staring at the same paragraph for twenty minutes, her coffee long since cold, her finger tracing the edge of the paper as if she were looking for…
The Sustenance of the Present
Seneca once reminded his friend that we are often more concerned with the preparation of our lives than with the living of them. We spend our days arranging the stage, gathering the tools, and worrying over the future, yet we frequently fail…