No knowledge, therefore, and no conceptions in this mortal
life, can serve as proximate means of this high union of the
love of God. All that the understanding can comprehend; all
that the will may be satisfied with; and all that the
imagination may conceive; is most unlike unto God, and most
disproportionate to Him.
... St. John of the Cross (1542-1591), The Ascent of Mount
Carmel
The meal consisted of:
Italian sausage stuffed turkey breast...the stuffing was made with green olives, sausage, walntus, prosccuito (sp) and a little fresh sage.
Asparagus
Baked sweet potatoes
homemade rolls
cheese plate
olives
Good eats.
I am at low ebb again. It is time for a wee break. I have not been to the monastery since the fall. I should try to go again this winter. I may see about another local house or two as well. Three Rivers is cool. But it is far. And if I can avoid a three hour drive, I would like to. A little silence would be good for me.
The Christmas shopping is about complete. How about yours? Have you managed to pick up all the requisite items from everyone's list? Have you sent that letter off to Santa yourself? Don't forget to do that! Or you can send it off to Amazon.com. I understand that they may put the big man out of business.
Posted by tripp at December 14, 2006 10:17 AMI am aware of a silent retreat facility within the Chicago city limits. I don't know the name, but I'm sure you could make one or two calls and discover it. Much shorter drive.
Posted by: Rich at December 14, 2006 05:03 PMLovely china!! You can duplicate that meal while you are here; it sounds wonderful.
Posted by: Mom at December 15, 2006 08:19 AMYou might try the Cenacle Retreat Center, down on Fullerton:
http://www.cenaclesisters.org/chicago.htm
Posted by: Jane Ellen+ at December 16, 2006 10:36 PM