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Last night as part of the Holy Thursday service, there was the ritual of washing feet. Several wooden chairs were set up around the church, with wash bowls, water jugs, and a pile of towels next to each one of them. I usually never get my feet washed; I usually just watch others. But this year, something…

The Call to Surrender: Day I It’s a new school year, and as I transition back to work as a part-time school librarian, I find myself filled with resistance for so many reasons. As the door opens to a new school, I want to run the other way–but I can’t, mainly for financial reasons, like…

Last week, over forty women gathered at Mercy Center, on a foggy Friday, for a Women In Transition day retreat. Together, we engaged in reading poetry, making art, and contemplative sharing. We also enjoyed tea and fresh scones together. I had the privilege of guiding the group in making clay sculptures as a way to reflect…

The other day, I came across my notebook from the first time I was at the Abbey of Gethsemani in 2003 when I met Brother Rene. In this quick watercolor, I wrote: Can I stop chasing God? Faith. I realize that something in me was already sensing that my orientation to myself, my life, and to God…