Doers of the Word ...by Sr. Dorothy
In a recent post on his blog, Seattle Archbishop Paul Etienne wrote about the Synodal journey and about St. James. James was not one to say “I believe” and then sit on his laurels. He was clear that faith and belief in the love of Jesus and the grace of God were not enough for a Christian.
Mother Ocean
Our ocean mother covers almost 75% of our earth with her mantle of water! From these massive and majestic ocean bodies we receive so many gifts: marine life, the enjoyment of beauty beyond measure, oxygen from photosynthesis (the breath of life), nutrients, weather and climate influences, a source of transportation, a source of food, a source of swimming and recreational activities--and the list goes on and on! Our oceans bring us joy too! Recently I had the opportunity to enjoy the…
The Visitation ...by Sr. Dorothy
Have you ever had a dream so strong you were determined to make it come true? Maybe you worked hard for a while and then little by little you got distracted by things that happened, people you met, the little irritations of your work, all the busy-ness of everyday life. Does that mean your dream is dead or has disappeared? Not if it’s something you really care about.
Benedictine Liturgy ...by Sr. Monika
A Benedictine's life centers on living out the Gospel within community, prayer both communal and personal, and service to the neighbor. The particular prayer we pray together is the Liturgy of the Hours, a celebration of the annual and weekly cycles of the church year, with their seasons and feasts. The Liturgical Year At St. Placid we have a rotation of sisters who plan weekly liturgies for Mass.
Knocking at My Door: The Bible and Autumn ...by Sr. Paz
Fall colors I cannot say what is my favorite season. I certainly love Spring and somehow Summer--but when I remember the difficulties of sleeping in the heat, hmm, I think I don’t like Summer so much. However, Autumn in Washington State is amazing. I grew up in Mexico City. There we don’t have the drastic changes of the seasons, and people cannot experience the beautiful tapestry of Fall colors.
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Of Monasticism, Jello, and Corn ...by Sr. Anna-Camille
When I began to pursue the path of religious life, I knew there would be things I would be called on to give up. And I thought I knew what they were. Of course, I hadn’t consulted with God about this so what actually happens has been a constant surprise. One of the things I was pretty sure I would be letting go of was traveling.
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Home ...by Sr. Julian
I bet many of us have different ways of saying “Home. ” “Home is where the heart is. ” “A place called home. ” “My house is my home. ” One of our Sisters is creating a new home and a Sister who has been staying with us has returned home. Sr. Therese Gonnville, OSB Sr. Therese Gonneville has moved to St. Joseph Residence in Seattle.
Golden Jubilee Joy ...by Sr. Monika
There are no words that have not already been said about celebrating a golden jubilee. “How time flies!” “I can’t believe it’s been 50 years. . . ” “Where in the world does time go?” I just celebrated my Golden Jubilee as a Benedictine sister here at St. Placid Priory. I came right after high school graduation in 1971 and made first vows in 1974. My dad was 46 then. He’s 96 now.
Come and Follow Me ...by Sr. Paz
I spent two weeks of July 2024 in Kansas, attending the National Religious Vocation Conference (NRVC) Summer Institute. There I had the opportunity to connect with vocation directors of diverse religious orders. I met Claretian Missionaries, Marianists, Franciscans, Jesuits, Dominicans, a Comboni Missionary sister, Vincentian Friars, Sisters of Charity, De La Salle Christian Brothers, Sisters of the Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Society of the Sacred Heart, Sisters of St. Joseph, Daughters of St.
Aging with Agility ...by Sr. Julian
Image: Freepik. comWhen I think of the word ‘agility,’ I think about moving easily and quickly or being flexible in your body. I see older folks around me that seem to have this agility ability. As I near the end of my sexagenarian years, I feel less spry. Does this mean I lack any agility at all? No! Perhaps I am just less nimble or dexterous. The other day I was sewing a button onto a blouse.
