The Girls

As I start my preparation to move on from Auxilium college, i already start to feel the loss of relationships that have barely begun. It has taken a few weeks for us to feel comfortable with each other, but now I find myself looking forward to all the moments in the day that I get … Continue reading The Girls

Road Trip

In her generosity, Sister Siri took me on a road trip. We went to visit the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Health in Vailankanni,¬†¬†sometimes known as the Loardes of the East. The journey was 2 1/2 hours along the somewhat unkempt highway, through jungle villages and rice paddies, all the way to the Bay … Continue reading Road Trip

Love

   Javier Bardem is not here wooing me with Brazilian tunes, instead I have them:     And them:          How can you not love? These kids are the highlight of my day. As soon as they see me coming down the path, they leap to their feet, salute, and scream “good ev-en-Ing ma’am!” And then … Continue reading Love

pray.

     .Prayer is an essential way of life here. The sisters have formal prayer in the morning and evening, and sometimes mid day. They pray the rosary together every afternoon as the sun sets. Prayers before ever meal and every journey, by cat or by foot. There Eucharistic adoration most days, and every once in … Continue reading pray.

Eat.

     Happy feast! Today is the feast of St.Thomas. One of the 12 apostles who, as legend has it, came to India to spread Christianity. St.Thomas makes me feel hopeful; he is most commonly known for being Doubting Thomas- the one who needed to see to believe. But he was loved and cherished nonetheless … Continue reading Eat.

Impossible things

“Sometimes I believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast”Lewis Carroll       So many more than six. I want to share some of the impossible and wonderful joys that i collect and keep my mind’s jars. Italian in India. Who would have thought that Italian would come in handy in the backwaters of India? … Continue reading Impossible things

The Stranger

Here I am the stranger. Invisible and completely conspicuous at the same time. I feel isolated and alone, yet all eyes are on me. The sisters have been so warm in welcoming me into their community, but sometimes language gets in the way of a true ease. I cannot join into dinner conversations, or help … Continue reading The Stranger