I'm here today, absorbing the silence in the hallways that is as thick as jam and just as delicious.
As one might expect, it's very easy to spend time in this place, where life moves forward linearly, without the sense of attention deficit I usually experience in my normal, scattered day to day craziness.
The All Saints Sisters of the Poor are a wonderful group of women. As a priory, they are part of the Catholic church but retain complete financial independence, and run the priory as they see fit. With 13 Sisters, 2 cats, a visiting Weimaraner and a revolving door of guests, there is always something going on at the convent, and the Sisters carry it all with grace and dignity.
I often bring Linus (our dog) along with me, as most of the nuns are animal lovers and really enjoy seeing him. Things can get a little crazy when 2 or 3 Sisters, Linus, Gracie the Weimaraner and the cats are in a room together. The grace and dignity part I mentioned above goes out the window a bit when the Sisters are getting their party on.
This is one of my favorite places on earth and I always hate to leave. As for finding a time in my day to connect with my soul, it's a no brainer. Almost every moment of my day here reminds me that life is an internal journey.
