Reflections from Sr Antonia

November 7, 2015

Going Home

The excitement would reach fever pitch once we had changed trains at the junction and boarded the little mail train for the last leg of our journey home. Yes, we were going home!

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October 24, 2015

A Snail’s Pace

I picked him from the leaves of my gardenia bush and relocated him to the end of the lawn, confident that that was that. It wasn't!

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October 10, 2015

Only A Rose

It looked so fragile and vulnerable, thrusting itself up triumphantly amidst the assorted grasses and weeds. I stood in awe of it, marvelling at its existence.

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September 26, 2015


Realizing I had left my Grail translation of the psalter elsewhere, I experienced a momentary frustration. It was early morning as I sat down to pray, watching the darkened sky begin to radiate light, a brilliant blood red.

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September 5, 2015

From A Distance

Evening shadows had fallen as I dipped my hand into the holy water font blessed myself and stepped into the cloister, glancing out the window as I did so and catching my breath as I saw...

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