In her Czech crown of fresh flowers
made by 2 Shaw women
made by 2 Shaw women
On the feast of Corpus Christi California
On Saturday we had a “picnic” with several of our Oblates who have been quarantining on the island.
While Mother was raised in S. California, she was born in Wyoming, when her father was in the military during the war. Both parents were teachers and instilled in Mother a love of learning, which continues to this day.
Mother entered the Abbey of Regina Laudis a few years after college, having graduated from the  |
| With Bella in the Gator |
Mother has been in charge of the vast vegetable gardens, as well as the herd of cattle and dairy cows.
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Mother has also served us as sacristan and liturgist. Like all of us she wears many hats. Here is one of her poems:
Sept. 11, 02 A Commemoration
waking very early
solidly dark here in the West
day dawning on the East coast
I find myself praying among the stars
darkness not a void but
a setting for the stars,
interplay of dark and light.
an owl murmurs,
murmuring a question
...we know now the answer
a stark 2,817 soul mates,
at least 2,817, the number unsure
as survivors of ground zero surface
having forgotten their own names
so brief the passing
of the shooting star
then across the sky
a pace regular and magnetic
the passage of a plane silently
(for some the last sensing was
sound and firey, fuel-fury).
From the distance of today
a stark beauty and patterned
meaning emerges in the sky:
somehow imbedded in the vastness
"Yahweh, God our God is One
Allah is great
Bless be Jesus Christ,
Firstborn of all creation"
someday to be uttered as
effulgence not controversy.
later in the light of day
the vastness remains
with no points of brightness
or connected patterns
but the stars unseen
are always with us.