In 1979, Maura O’Halloran, a young woman from Ireland, applied for entry to a traditional Zen monastery in Tokyo—one of the few western women accepted in this very male world. After only 6 months her Roshi proclaimed with astonishment that she had achieved enlightenment.
“Suddenly I understood that we must take care of things just because they exist." Yet she did not consider enlightenment something to cling to. She wished to go deeper, to empty herself to serve others in the way of compassion. “If I have another 50 or 60 yrs (who knows?)...
...I want to live it for other people...So I must go deeper and work hard, no longer for me, but for everyone I can help.” After 2 years of training and on her way home to Ireland she was killed in a bus accident on 10/22/82 at age 27. bit.ly/35TsBOD
Her short road to holiness in a Zen monastery has been compared to the compressed career of Therese of Lisieux, the French nun who set out as a child to become a saint. It is likely that Maura would have identified with Therese’s hope to spend her heaven doing good on earth.
“The heartbeat of racism is denial,” he writes in his new book. “The heartbeat of antiracism is confession. ... Only racists shy away from the R-word.” washingtonpost.com/magazine/…
Whenever the stress of duty weighed heavy upon him the master remembered the advice of an old soldier: “Just remember a time when you were truly happy.” Nobody could divine his secret. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
Ordinarily the master felt he could trust his gut. When the duchess applauded his decision to use nettles as a dinner table centerpiece, his gut told him she was not being sincere. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
Mother Antonia Brenner, d Oct 17 2013, spent 30 years in a Tijuana prison, tho she had committed no crime. A twice-divorced socialite from Beverly Hills, she took religious vows and received permission to live in the La Mesa prison ministering to those behind bars.
Today is Feast of St Luke, whose icon appears on the cover of my new book. Luke never met Jesus—his knowledge came from his encounter with the Risen Lord present in the Christian communities he described in Acts. His story does not end with the Resurrection of Jesus.
It continues through Pentecost and the ongoing story of Christ’s presence in history—in the life of the church and in the midst of the world. That story, which is partly Luke’s legacy, continues still.
I can’t stop watching this video of Rep. Cummings first floor speech. Elijah Cummings lived out the values we must now protect in our democracy. May his presence among us remain and even grow.
“The most insightful and nuanced assessment of this extraordinarily consequential pope. @austeni shows why Francis has become for so many the emblem of renewed faith and hope for a badly troubled world.”—says I
Looking forward to speaking about Dorothy Day at the Bishop Keane Institute in Hampton, Virginia on November 8. (Only appropriate that that is her birthday.)
“This is how to negotiate,” the old man said of his letter to a Turkish horse trader: “Let’s make a great 🐴 deal! You want a sale and don’t want me to totally destroy yr business and have history call you a devil! 👺Don’t be a tough guy or a fool! 👍❤️🙏” #TolstoysTalesofTrump
“Our children are the living messages we send to a future we will never see... Will we rob them of their destiny? Will we rob them of their dreams? No - we will not do that.”—Elijah Cummings (1951-2019)
St Ignatius, bishop of Antioch, faced lions in the arena in Rome in 107. During the long journey he wrote letters to the local churches confessing his faith in the resurrection and steeling himself for his ordeal. “We have not only to be called Christians, but to be Christians.”
I think of that line in connection with Dorothy Day’s famous remark: “Don’t call me a saint.” The important thing, of course, is not only to be called a saint...