1.22.2014

Giving Voice to the Importance of Peers

Me with some of my GV Sisters at our
2013 National Conference
Regular readers of the blog know that I am involved with (and presently on the leadership team of) Giving Voice, a grassroots peer-led network of younger women religious that creates spaces for younger women religious to give voice to their hopes, dreams, and challenges in religious life.

Having a peer group is something that many of us take for granted in our lives. We grow up with the kids in our neighborhood and/or our classmates in school. In college we bond with age peers with similar interests as we explore new territory and learn by making mistakes. Young married couples with small children often find that they have more in common with the parents of their children's friends than with friends going through different stages of life.  We naturally seek, and developmentally we need, peers with whom we can journey through the ups and downs of life.

In religious life, our elder Sisters in community have always had a large ready made group of age peers to share ministry, prayer, and community life. They have grown up together and are growing old together. While the large group they entered with at 21 has certainly dwindled over the years, as they swam through the choppy waters after Vatican II and aged gracefully, they still share community with a sizable group of women within 5 to 15 years of their own age.

This reality is vastly different for younger women entering religious life today.  Often we are the only younger women, or one of a small group of younger members, in our particular community.  As our elders Sisters retire or move into active prayer ministry, we are just beginning our ministries or seeking to apply our energy to new endeavors.  As our elder Sisters look at leadership and community decisions with more years of religious life lived than on the horizon, we seek to find ways to bring our vital charisms to a needy world with smaller numbers and a very changed society over a longer horizon with many unknowns ahead. 

This also leads to a unique situation in community life. On the one hand, on a daily basis we navigate an unusual dance where women 20, 30, 40, or even 50 years older than ourselves are the women with whom we share prayer, community life, and sometimes ministry. As a result, even though we are by no means their age peers, in many ways as community members we relate as peers. Truth be told this is one of the unexpected gifts of religious life in the early 21st Century, which has become a laboratory for intergenerational and intercultural community living.  I have dear friends in community who are 75 or 84 or even 90. As I've been in the community longer, my treasure chest of shared experiences, in-jokes, and deep love is filled all the more. In many ways, I wouldn't trade this intergenerational experience for a large group of age peers in community. 

On the other hand, there is no denying that it is vitally important to have age peers in religious life as well.  Try as they might, my single or married friends outside community just cannot understand how funny x or y is that happens in community or why even though it makes absolutely no sense not only do I have to z, I really want to.  And try as they might, my elder Sisters in community just cannot understand what it is like to be part of such a small age minority at this transformational time in American religious life.

Luckily, I have always had women within 10 years of my age in community, albeit a small group. Since my novitiate classmate Chero and I entered almost 10 years ago 5 more women have entered. This is a gift.

Another gift has been my network of Giving Voice friends across congregations. I attended my first Giving Voice gathering, a retreat for Sisters in their 20s & 30s, during my novitiate.  I cannot tell you how much that retreat meant to me at that point. Oh wait, actually I already did, in a blog post way back in 2008:
In addition to our times for prayer, play, and more play, we also had some deep conversations about our lives and this larger religious life experience. It helped to have other voices expressing similar thoughts. I left feeling much stronger and part of something bigger. Religious life may be different, it may be smaller, but it will continue. These women are passionate about their communities, passionate about their ministries, and passionate about religious life. God is in the mix, and all shall be well.
In the years since, my Giving Voice peers have been an integral part of my own growth and development as a woman religious in the 21st Century.  We laugh, cry, play, and dream together, across the miles. Another amazing gift of this unique time in religious life is the opportunity to experience so many different charims mixing and mingling.  After every Giving Voice experience, whether it is a conference or a retreat or a conference call, I find myself amazed at the power of the Spirit moving through history.

Our Giving Voice network continues to grow, deepen, and develop with exciting opportunities on the horizon.  I can see more and more how my life as a Sister of St. Joseph of Peace will be strengthened and supported  by my Giving Voice peers across congregational lines well into our shared, if unknown, future. When I dream and pray about the future of religious life, I know what I knew at that first retreat as a novice. My Giving Voice sisters and their passion for God, life, religious life, and their own communities will help create that future even as we live it now. God is in the mix, and all shall be well.

I've aged out of the 20s/30s retreat, but it continues! In fact, there's a great article in the Catholic Sun (Phoenix Diocesan paper) that just came out. If you want some positive energy, do yourself a favor and click the link to read the article.

As for me, I continue to be energized and find great hope in my work on the Giving Voice Core Team. And this summer, I will be part of creating a new chapter in our shared history as I help to host our first Giving Voice retreat for Sisters in their 40s! God, my friends, is very good. And so is having peers.

1.20.2014

Happy Birthday Dad

Tuesday is my Dad's 80th birthday. On the one hand, given that I have dear Sister friends who are in their 90s (and in some weird 21st century religious life way I consider them my peers of sorts), 80 is not very old in my world. On the other hand, this is my Dad we are talking about and eight decades is certainly a milestone to be celebrated! Which, weather permitting, we plan to do tomorrow night, his actual birthday, by taking him out to a fancy Italian restaurant for a yummy birthday meal. My oldest brother and oldest nephew (his son) are in town for the festivities, which is a very nice addition. So tomorrow night our birthday dinner party will be six adults (Dad, sister, brother-in-law, brother, adult nephew, me) and one little guy (my youngest nephew).

To celebrate I made a short video with images from my Dad's eight decades. I showed the video to Dad the other day and he loved it, even if his entire life literally flashed before his eyes in less than two minutes!

And what a ride it's been! Growing up on the farm, moving to DC to go to law school, meeting my mom, getting involved in local politics and then running a national organization, five children, seven grandchildren, and lots and lots of travels. He's even got a wikipedia page.

Truth be told, I have a bit of a complicated relationship with my Dad. When I was growing up, he was busy travelling, giving speeches, passing legislation, and generally doing important stuff. I was proud of him, but he was gone a great deal of the time. Father/daughter bonding usually involved going on a business trip with him to this convention or that meeting, which is how I've been to most of the places where I have been. As a teenager/young adult I also developed the (stereo)typical strained relationship with my Dad.  Then, my mom was diagnosed with cancer 14 years ago and everything shifted. Even though I lived thousands of miles away from home, I began to spend more and more time with Mom and Dad. After Mom passed away, my Dad had his own health challenges, and so I began to spend more and more time just with him, something that hadn't really happened since I tagged along on business trips as a kid.  Dad's also a mellower person these days, adjusting to getting older and being less busy. This has shifted our relationship as well in a good if weird way.

It's also meant that instead of getting to know important Dad, I've gotten to know silly Dad a bit better. And that, my friends, is a very good thing! We all need a bit more goofiness in our lives.


Proof he has always been silly
A more recent silly photo!
Dad recently moved from his home of 50 years, the DC area, to Chicago to be near my sister and her family and, while I finish my studies, me. It's been extra nice to be able to a regular presence for Dad, rather than just seeing him a few weeks a year when I could make the trip to DC.  My religious community has also been great in providing me the time and resources I need to be a presence to my Dad, especially during his health challenges. All in all, it's been good to be a more active daughter these 10+ years. Hard at times, but good.

And so, in the presence of the blogopshere I say ...

Happy Birthday Dad!

1.19.2014

Blog Silence

Hey there people who still read this blog. Sorry for the blog silence. January has been busy. -50 degree temperatures. Visits from my big sister and her kids and now my big brother and his oldest. And Latin. Lots and lots of Latin.  I'm taking a J-Term intensive course in Latin as part of my program requirements, since I'm supposed to be able to laboriously read original Latin sources like Aquinas or Augustine .... with the use of a dictionary of course!  All is going well. It is just very, very time consuming.

In other news, I have discovered that my personality matches Dumbledore and Obi-Wan, so all is well with the world. ;)

Otherwise, not much to report. Just thought I'd check in on the blog in the hopes that it gets me back in a bloggy mood!

1.07.2014

Facing the Future With Gratitude and Hope

Chapel at St. Barnabas Cathedral 
where 1st Sisters of Peace
professed vows in 1884
Today is the 130th Birthday of the Congregation of the Sisters of St. Joseph of Peace. We celebrate January 7th as our "Community Day of Thanksgiving" because 130 years ago today our first Sisters professed their vows in St. Barnabas Cathedral. Our Constitutions tell our founding story well ...
In 1884 in Nottingham, England,under the inspiration of the Spirit, Margaret Anna Cusack, known as Mother Clare, founded a religious congregation of women... to promote the peace of the Church both by word and work. The very name Sisters of Peace will, it is hoped, inspire the desire of peace and a love for it. - Constitutions 1884 
This congregation had its origin in the founder's response to the social concerns and needs of the time. Deeply moved by the sufferings of poor and oppressed people, Margaret Anna Cusack sought ways to share her gifts with them:... it did matter to me a great deal in view of our common humanity, and in view of my love of the poor, that I should do all I could for those whom He had loved so well. - The Nun of Kenmare, 1888 
Attracted by this commitment, Honoria Gaffney, later named Mother Evangelista, together with a few other women,joined the new community. Their faith and humility enabled them to take great risks in serving their sisters and brothers in need. Edward Gilpin Bagshawe, Bishop of Nottingham, accepted and encouraged this young community.
At the first ceremony of profession on January 7, 1884, he referred to the charism of the congregation in these words: To secure this divine peace for ourselves and procure its blessings for [others] in the midst of the sin, turmoil, and restless anxiety of this modern world is the object of your institute.
When I was a novice, I was lucky enough to visit St. Barnabas Cathedral and pray in the very chapel where our first Sisters professed their vows. I know that Mother Clare, Mother Evangelista, Bishop Bagshawe and all our Sisters and Associates who have gone before us are praying with us as we continue on the journey of seeking peace in our restless and anxious world. 

We face the future with gratitude and hope!

1.05.2014

Epiphany Thoughts & National Migration Week

Today is one of my favorite Church feasts ... the Feast of the Epiphany. As a child, this was always the day when the figurines of the three kings I had carefully been moving throughout the house during the entire Christmas season finally made it to the manger in the living room where they could offer their gifts, gaze upon the infant Jesus, and finally rest (before being promptly packed up into a box and back to the attic until next Christmas!)

Today, thankfully, I did not have to bundle up and trek through the windy snow storm outside to head to mass to celebrate the Feast.  One of my priest classmates who also lives in the CTU residence hall offered to celebrate mass for us in the residence hall chapel. We were a cozy group, praying together in a circle as we watched the snow swirl about outside the 8th story corner window and listened to the howl of the wind. I was asked to read the first reading from Isaiah:
Rise up in splendor, Jerusalem! Your light has come,the glory of the Lord shines upon you.See, darkness covers the earth,and thick clouds cover the peoples;but upon you the LORD shines,and over you appears his glory.Nations shall walk by your light,and kings by your shining radiance.
These words held a sort of literal meaning as we sought refuge from the elements ourselves and gazed out at thick clouds of snow covering the city.

These words also hold a literal meaning for the millions upon millions of migrants, refugees, and human trafficking victims who are walking through darkness, seeking the light of life, freedom, and human dignity. It is no coincidence that the U.S. Catholic Church celebrates National Migration Week this week (January 5-11). It is also no coincidence that this year's theme is "Out of the Darkness."  In the words of the U.S Bishops Conference:
It is our call as the Church to bring the light of Christ to these populations,banish the darkness, and help to bring them from the margins of society to its center. Doing so will provide vulnerable migrants with a protected space in which they can flourish as human beings. This requires prayer for those who are marginalized, alongside an active presence in the public square to demand that protections are provided to those who need them most.
As you celebrate the coming of the light of Christ into our world and pay him homage, prayerfully consider what you can do for our brothers and sisters walking in darkness.


God of all peoples and nations, you sent your son to guide us with the light of compassion, mercy, and justice. Open our hearts and inspire our actions for justice in solidarity with all immigrants, refugees, and victims of human trafficking today. May our care, commitment, and love for our neighbors across all boundaries be the gift with which we pay the Infant Jesus homage. Amen