The week I moved into the convent was the week that the sky turned dark with smoke. Thanks to Christina Tran for the idea and design chops to make this writing come to life in this format. My deepest thanks to dear friends and fellow travelers on this unlikely journey of Nuns & Nones, to the Sisters of Mercy and staff at Mercy Center for friendship and hospitality, and to my family for not thinking I’d gone off the deep end when I told them I was moving into a convent. Mostly, this is an invitation to join in an unfolding journey and a growing conversation, about what’s needed, what’s possible, and what’s being called forth at this moment in time. My hope is that this writing might somehow be engaging and informative for folks who know nothing about religious life as well as to sisters and others who live it or know it well. It quickly became clear that it would take more than just an email to explain where I was, and why.
In December 2018, one month in to a six-month “pilot residency” at a convent in California, I sat down to write a year-end note to share with family and friends.
But that’s what this is a mid-journey reflection, a brief pause to retrace the path and share a glimpse of the surroundings en route to somewhere not yet known. It’s strange to tell a story in the middle of living it.
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