Occasional musings of a Generation X Sister of St. Joseph of Peace. Read along as I live into a life of love and service as a modern day Catholic Sister (aka "nun") and continue to discern my call to "act justly, love tenderly and walk humbly with God."
9.09.2006
Quick Update #2
You can see us leaving on a Jet Plane on Wednesday ....
... and you can see us entering the Novitiate in NJ. Not many pictures of me here though, since I sent her MY pictures and it's kind of hard to take pictures of yourself. Must remember to pass the camera to someone else in the future.
9.06.2006
Quick Update #1
I'll check back in sometime next week for quick update #2.
9.05.2006
Off to New Jersey ... and a brief blog fast
A week and a half ago I was received as a novice by the western province of the groovy sisters. Tomorrow morning in the wee hours I fly to
We’ll be living on the grounds of the eastern motherhouse in Englewood Cliffs,
"The canonical novitiate, spent in the novitiate house, is a period of intensive prayer and study in relative withdrawal from ministerial involvement. During this time a novice focuses primarily on her transformation in Jesus Christ. The novitiate also includes times of engagement in ministry that will evoke the faith dispositions needed by those sharing in the mission of the church as expressed through our charism."
This first year starts officially Friday and is the canonical year of time away. The second year will be a ministry year.
I plan (and have permission) to continue documenting this crazy wonderful journey here on the blog. That said, I’ve decided to take a break from blogging for the first few weeks. I want the experience to sink in before I try to filter it for an outside audience. There may be a few quick updates during this time, but check back in October for regular updates.
The irony is that my traffic these last few days has greatly increased. That’s a blip I know, but if any of you visitors are interested in following along the journey you’d be welcome as well once I return to regular blogging. In the meantime you may find the archives interesting (see the sidebar).
For regular readers, I know it seems like some sort of Catholic blogging disease. First Mark takes a break, then Jason, now me. Rather than it being a disease though, I think it's a healthy effort to integrate a regular blogging practice with the rhythm and intentions of religious life. I do plan to return to the blog in October, although in what form and frequency will depend on where my prayer and reflection takes me. In the meantime, please visit some of my bloggy friends listed on the sidebar.
Please keep me and my fellow Novices (and Novice Director!) in your prayers.
Ciao for now ... Peace Out
Susan
and the grounds
my new home
9.04.2006
Happy Labor Day
ex portlander turned nun
First ... yes. You might want to read my Frequently Asked Questions.
Second ... I know Jack from Church. I was pleased to be his daughter's Sunday School teacher for a few years. He has the cutest kids.
Third ... if you read Jack's blog then you probably follow Portland politics. Yes I used to work for the City. But I've happily followed my heart to new, exciting and different places.
Happy to have all those Rose City visitors. Take good care of my City. Remember, "Good citizens are the riches of a City." Even when we leave to follow our hearts...
UPDATE: Traffic begets more traffic. I've had even more visitors today, thanks to the Oregonian listing me as a "News Update" (slow news day I suppose - but they picked up on Jack's post): "Former City Worker Blogs About Becoming a Catholic Nun."
Truly a post-modern moment (and the bulk of my remaining 15 minutes of "fame" I think).
9.03.2006
community phones

One thing I was asked not to bring to the Congregational Novitiate next week was a cell phone. I will admit it has been a bit strange not having this apparatus close by. For one thing I had to break down and buy a watch as I had used my phone as my watch for years. The idea I think is to not be distracted by constant communication during this year of prayer, study and reflection. People will still be able to call us, they will just need to use our community house phone. Perhaps that is why this story struck me in the Washington Post this morning ...
"Still Called by Faith To the Phone Booth: As Companies Cut Back, Amish and Mennonites Are Building Their Own"
Which I guess is the point. My blogging and e-mail practices will also need to change a bit. They shouldn't be the main part of my life. I head to New Jersey Wednesday. I'm planning to take a blogging hiatus then to let this experience seep in. There will probably be periodic short updates, but I don't plan to return to regular blogging until October. That should give me time to pray and reflect on how to integrate blogging in to this new life in a healthy way.
It used to be that Old Order Mennonite and Amish families in St. Mary's [County, Maryland] relied on public, coin-operated pay phones. But as people migrated to cellphones, telecommunications companies took notice. On average, they remove more than 1,000 pay phones a year in Maryland, according to state records. Verizon, for example, plans to take out two pay phones along heavily-Amish Thompson Corner and Budds Creek roads in St. Mary's. ...There are rules. Families can't post phones too close to homes, and they can't outfit them with amplified ringers that effectively would make them house phones. Some Amish don't cotton to voice mail, but Old Order Mennonites seem more accepting of the feature. For both groups, the idea is to limit forces they think will distract them from faith and family.
"The telephone, and the use of the telephone, is not something we're opposed to. We just don't want it to be the main part of our lives," said Ethan Brubacher, 31, a nephew of Elmer, who owns Quiet Valley Structures, a shed-building business in Loveville. He and 11 neighbors share a community phone booth that is screened off by a row of 20 evergreen hedges.
9.02.2006
the color purple
| Dark Purple |
![]() To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody. In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think. And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends. You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that. |
By the way, Oprah was the local newscaster (she must have been 18) in Baltimore when I was growing up.
Heading off for a picnic/mini-road trip with my sister housemates today. I know it's raining everywhere else, but in the Northwest it's 85 degrees, sunny and no humidity!
9.01.2006
cookie ministry
Me: (taking cookies out of oven).
Mail Carrier: (making LOTS of noise putting mail in the slot.
Me: (walking over to door, oven mit in hand) "Hello."
Mail Carrier: "Here's your mail" (taking out of slot and handing mail to me). "What's that delicious smell?"
Me: "Cookies, I just took them out of the oven. Would you like one?" (I took his hints and, well, I am a nun).
Mail Carrier: "I'd love one."
So I gave him two cookies. He was most appreciative. Of course there wasn't even any mail for me!! :( ... Mine is all being forwarded from Portland to New Jersey and will be awaiting me on my arrival next Wednesday evening.
it's september
This time last year I was getting ready to become a candidate, but wasn't planning to become a Novice for a few years. You see I had this pesky personal debt that was slowly but surely going away. Then a miracle happened and it went "poof." Now I'm set to leave the Northwest in a mere 5 days to head back to New Jersey for the Congregational Novitiate.
Amazing what God can do with this little thing we call time. I know the next 2 years will fly by.
new identity
I shipped one last box to myself in New Jersey today. Mostly gifts I got at my rite of reception on Saturday, plus some clothes that were just a little too much for my suitcase. Both Chero (the other west coast novice) and I went to the UPS store together this afternoon. She had more boxes to send so it was quite the excursion. I gave the clerk my Seattle phone number. He punched the numbers in and said "We have a Kathleen at that number, is that an old roommate?" "It's a convent," I found myself saying. He looked up, raised his eyebrows and said ... "Cool." I think he actually meant it.
It's also been an interesting experience to sign my name "Susan Francois, CSJP" on the return address for all my thank you cards. I've got LOADS more thank you cards to write. Portland friends, work people, sisters & associates. Folks have been so generous these past few weeks. Anyway, everytime I wrote my name that way I thought, "Wow, I'm really doing this." God is indeed good ... and mischevious.


