Thursday, December 14, 2017

What Do You Think?


What do you think when you hear or read words like the following?

“We need to compose our lives.”  What does that mean?  Is there really music, poetry, creativity within each of us?  Can I really make a difference?   YES.

OR:  “Love across differences.”  Is it truly possibly to recognize both what is common among us and even   value the differences?   YES.

OR: “Don’t lose a sense of wonder.”  Is it possible to see anew? To wonder about the beauty in a colored leaf, a colored friend, a complicated world, a seemingly unsolvable problem?   YES.

I believe that although it takes time and practice, if done from a stance of delight and openness, we can, indeed, find the music, the poetry, the creativity necessary to change and compose our lives!  In a letter, penned in 1948, the universally revered Black Elk manifested his own firm stance not only in his sad reality but in Wahan Tanka’s greater reality in his life: “Now my heart is getting sad—but my heart will never turn bad.  Ever since Wahan Tanka (the Lakota name for God) gave light to my heart, it stands in light without end.”


Renee Domeier, OSB

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Hope in Advent


In the prophet Isaiah, chapter 11:1 we read, “A shoot shall come from the stump of Jesse, and a branch shall from out of his roots.” In this, one verse is the message of both death and life. For me it speaks of hope. Advent is the season, at least in Minnesota, when day light is shorter and dark nights are longer. Every year, the early darkness is a stark reality for me to embrace. I have to remember that it will not be this dark forever. With that in mind, as I yearn for longer days, I wait through the season of Advent, for the birth of Jesus, Jesus who is the new life, the sprout, from the stump of Jesse. As we gather in prayer for Liturgy of the Hours and Eucharist, the readings from Isaiah encourage me. They give me hope, knowing that I will celebrate Jesus’ birth once again as was predicted by the prophet Isaiah. If you would like more information about Saint Benedict’s Monastery, please contact Sister Lisa Rose at lrose@csbsju.edu.

 

Lisa Rose, OSB

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Presence and Wisdom


There are several women in my monastic community that consistently make me feel as though “I’m at home” when I am with them.  What I notice is that they are relaxed about being where they are at the present moment. While they are listening, they would not think of scanning others who are walking by or interrupting an ordinary story telling time. They seem poised to allow tears of joy or sorrow to well up in their eyes as they listen or do not hesitant to burst out laughing if the conversation invites it.  Because of their natural attentive presence, they themselves are superb storytellers.  Their stories usually include persons, situations or questions that invite those around them to want to be just as candid and wise as they are.
 
No wonder Richard Rohr [Nov. 23, 2017 Daily Meditation] chose to describe wisdom this way: “I suggest that wise people are those who are free to be truly present to what is right in front of them. It has little to do with formal education. Presence is pretty much the same as wisdom!  Presence is the one thing necessary to attain wisdom, and in many ways, it is the hardest thing of all.”
 
I am sure there are days that it has not been easy for these wisdom-women to be fully present to what they are hearing.  But I get the feeling that they have developed their skill over the years by daily sitting still enough to invite what is around them and within them to teach them surprising things.

Mary Rachel Kuebelbeck, OSB

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Holy Ones Among Us


Monastic Cemetery
(Photo by Nancy Bauer, OSB)
Fortunately, the monastic cemetery of over 1000 sisters is available right on our monastery/college campus.  In addition, right next to our cemetery is the cemetery for the local St. Joseph parish church where equal numbers of holy ones are resting.  Recently I have been walking among the markers of sisters I have known over the past 60 years.  So many remind me of things they have taught me during their lifetime.  There are community leaders that walked through amazing times of change and had to go forward with incredible faith to withstand waves of opposition to their decisions.  In the end, their faith-walk has helped each person in the community evolve. 
 
There are sisters that spent their entire energy in support of social justice or faithfully supporting the sisters they lived with by having warm bread and kind words ready for whoever entered their kitchen. Each sister or parish member carries their uniquely hidden ways of saying “yes” to their call to connect their God-gifts and the tender transformation of the persons around them.  Most of these humble and authentic persons would be shocked at how many people they have taught important life lessons.

As Baba Dioum says, “In the end we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught”. These expressions of the continually transforming love of God seem to create a single heartbeat of the divine in all that is.

Mary Rachel Kuebelbeck, OSB

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Of Shoes and Earth



Shoes removed for the Luminous Lodge Retreat
(Photo by Lisa Rose, OSB)
Putting our sandals away as summer and fall are leaving us, we take out our winter shoes and snow boots to prepare for winter.
Allegorically, in the scriptures, “shoes” also refers to “our path,” “our journey” in life.
Exodus 12:11 says: “…You are to be dressed for travel with your sandals on your feet.” Paul, Eph. 14-15 says, “So stand ready with truth as a belt, righteousness as your breastplate, and as your shoes a readiness to announce the Good News of peace.:
Some years back, while visiting a Trappestine Monastery, I participated in their daily walking meditation outside, all with bare feet.
Shortly, after coming home, I dreamt that I lost my shoes and after looking all over, I did not find them.
The experience I had with the Trappestines had something to tell me about my journey. What could it be? What does “having lost my shoes” tell me now? Is it trying to tell me something about my walk in life, my vocation here and now?
As I was focusing on the dirt below my bare feet, I came closer to the meaning. Am I too focused on my ministry and not enough on nature and the earth below my bare feet? Am I taking enough time enjoying the outdoors to be nourished by it? How can I help to take better care of the earth? Is God telling me to trust the soul of my heart and the gut more?
Thich Nhat Hanh, the author of Peace in Every Step, invites us to a gentle bare foot walk on the dirt and, in doing so, to imagine your toes as kissing the earth below. Do that gently with each step, left, right, left, right. This felt like a truth I was meant to learn. While taking my ministry seriously, I need to stay close to the “earth.”
While on Mount Sinai, God told Moses to take off his shoes for the soil he was standing on was Holy Ground.
 
Margaret Mandernach, OSB

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Tour of Saints Bike Ride

Supporting our sisters at Saint Scholastica
(Photo by Marina Schlangen, OSB)

It was a rainy and cool Sunday morning as a friend and I checked in for the Tour of Saints bike ride. We had agreed to ride the eighteen-mile route, which took us along the Lake Wobagon Trail. We rode up to Avon and back again to Saint Joseph. We met many bikers along the way who were also spending their Sunday morning riding their bikes in the rain. The rain did not appear to dampen the spirit of any of the bikers. We greeted people along the way by offering and receiving words of support. I learned as I was riding my bike that when I set my mind to do something, I really want to accomplish it. Riding my bike in the rain was not my first choice that Sunday morning. Under the rainy circumstances, I learned a lesson of endurance that a sunny day would not have provided. I learned that a little encouragement goes a long way. Still I would have preferred a bright sunny day for the experience.  I hope that next year the sun will shine for the Tour of Saints bike ride and we are already talking about riding the thirty-five mile loop. Rain or shine, the sisters at Saint Benedict’s Monastery encourage one another day after day to live a balanced life of prayer, work and community. If you would like more information about Saint Benedict’s Monastery please contact Sister Lisa Rose at lrose@csbsju.edu.

 

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

A Retreat at the Lodge


(Photo by Karen Streveler, OSB)
It was somewhat easier
to still my “flickering mind”

Though it took three days
 two birds,  two squirrels
and trees that stood still,
          deeply grounded
          and waiting . . .
for who knows what?

I know! It was You, Lord, coming
through the music of creation
          slowly yet continuous;

It was You, my Love,
          speaking through feathered wings,
though there were no seeds,
and squirrels who did not need
to climb the slippery pole as if
they already knew there was no food.

You are everywhere, Lord,
          waiting to  open my flickering mind
          and tell my heart of Your gentle presence.

You like the Lodge community too, don’t You?

Renee Domeier, OSB