Cures for the deep eco-blues as we grieve for our Earth
Part of me has been petrified this summer. My annual break turned from azure sky...
It’s beginning to look a lot unlike Christmas
How far can the sacred, intangible architecture stretch, be refashioned or reframed, before it no...
An evocative recalling of Gurrumul’s voice, image and name
Alice Priest reviews the much-anticipated film GURRUMUL, which will be released in Australian cinemas from...
A plebiscite of one’s own
The question of marriage and its meaning is presently astir in the public domain, writes...
Roadside reflections
The roadside is an interesting place, writes Alice Priest. It’s an in-between place, a liminal...
The Synod and Alice’s New Adventures in Wonderland
The story which follows was inspired by a strange meeting of the absurdist wisdom of...
For whom the Angelus bell tolls
Before we begin the ringing of new bells for prayer, we must listen to hear...
The school chaplaincy debate, Benedict and me
St Benedict affirms for me the great value of one who humbly strives to live...
It’s like Church-sans-frontier
Volunteering quietly opens the door to another house, both in my neighbourhood and in my...
Lent: Why I won’t be giving up this year
Resilience is needed to enter into Lent, to dive in deeper than the immediate, chocolatey...
A letter to mother Church from a Gen X-er
Sydney-based religious educator Alice Priest writes a letter to her Church to coincide with the...