Old Monk by Mary Lou Kownacki

Journal Entry 219

Sat, 2019-10-26 10:53

Thank you for your kind comments and promised prayers. The first half of my eye radiation therapy is completed, and I will return for the second procedure in early November. I have no pain and the reduced and blurred vision (temporary, I hope) has actually helped me to see more clearly all the loving friends and family that surround me. Old Monk hopes to get back to her blog in late November. I’ve always loved the quote from The Little Prince, “What is essential, is invisible to the eye.” Now I know the truth of it.

Journal Entry 218

Tue, 2019-10-08 06:19

A funny thing happened to me on the way to preparing for my monthly gathering, “Writing as a Spiritual Practice.” The poem I had selected for reflection and writing prompts dealt with writing a will. The poem’s narrator is told by the lawyer to attach a letter to his will detailing which of his “personal effects” will go to whom “…to prevent/potential discord over artifacts/valued only for their sentiment.”

Journal Entry 217

Fri, 2019-09-20 11:42

I was interviewed this week by Frank Fromherz for a biography that he’s doing on Bishop Tom Gumbleton, retired auxiliary of Detroit, who is a long-time friend from Pax Christi USA, the national Catholic Peace Movement. Tom and I worked together for about 13 years when Tom was Bishop President of Pax Christi USA (1972-1991) and I was chair of the board and then National Coordinator.

Journal Entry 216

Mon, 2019-09-09 10:23

Holy leisure is my favorite pillar of Benedictine spirituality. It’s probably why I entered the monastery—I wanted to live a life of holy leisure. And that intent is the bedrock of my call, the one that keeps me here.

Journal Entry 215

Mon, 2019-08-12 12:46

What did Mary Oliver read to inspire her? According to an article I read in a recent issue of Parabola, she read a poem by Rumi every day. The touching piece, written by Tricia Spoto, a woman who was one of Oliver’s caretakers during the last weeks of her life, told me a few things about Oliver that I didn’t know. Her extravagant generosity, for instance.