A good friend and I recently spent a weekend at the Benedictine monastery in Erie, Pennsylvania. We each had a “hermitage” of our own in the nearby woods; hers was named for St. Scholastica. It’s known among the sisters as “Stilts.” The first evening, my friend and I talked at “Stilts” until about 10 p.m.,… Continue reading Of Flashlights, Woods, Friends, and 150 Steps
Category: Catholicism
Ghosts of a Christmas Past
Six years ago today, I was back in full communion with the Catholic Church for the first time in decades. Tears streamed down my face as I approached my pastor, who was also
Simbang Gabi Day 9: The Best Ever!
For the past four years, I’ve been doing at least parts of the 5 a.m. novena at my parish, thanks to my friend Mimi Fitzgerald. Last year, I made all nine days for the first time, but
Simbang Gabi Day 8: The Case of the Missing Priest
Five a.m. No priest. Then 5:05 a.m. No priest. He’s coming to Arlington from Maryland, and there’s some thought that a lane reconfiguration may have confused him. Then 5:10