Madeleine in Church

As the Christian holy days passed, I reflected a great deal on my own desires to believe in the resurrection with steadfast, unquestioning purity. My own waters of faith are easily troubled by the ramblings of my mind and the experiences of my past. In “Madeleine in Church,” a poem by British writer Charlotte Mew…

I Contain Multitudes: Tarot, the Self, and the World

This morning, I drew The World. Not really, of course—though the thought of that makes me smile—but through a card pulled from my Tarot deck. As a graduate student whose schedule frequently ricochets from being relatively manageable to overwhelming in a second, I’ve tried to maintain a sense of routine by starting each morning the same…