A Contemplative Moment

Early this summer, our senior family members were invited to my brother and sister-in-law’s home to meet their first grandchild. She was born during the pandemic and few of us had the privilege of meeting her. On this special day, she was almost two years old and made her entrance in her mother’s arms following an afternoon nap.  She stayed close to her parents until she felt safe enough to wander around the large deck and meet the gang.

We enjoyed a wonderful July afternoon sipping cool drinks and catching up with family happenings. We watched with pride as the birthday girl opened her gifts: storybooks which she loves and a fluffy pale blue bunny that can no doubt be found in her crib these days.

Following a delicious summer supper, we continued to relax under the two large awnings.  Suddenly the sky became overcast, there was a thunderclap and rain began to sprinkle the deck.  Our little girl quietly stepped into the space between the awnings and opened her tiny hands to receive the falling drops.  All was silent as we watched the scene unfolding before us.  Obviously, this child in her pretty blue dress was experiencing a new and deep awareness of a special part of nature.  There she continued to stand, perfectly still, contemplating the raindrops meeting her being.

Image: Unsplash/Mike Kotsch

The rain fell slowly at first and then with increasing intensity until it suddenly poured.  She laughed and ran for shelter and her waiting grandpa. Suddenly, I realized that we had witnessed a profound contemplative moment, seen through the eyes of a child.

How much we take for granted in the everyday wonders of our world:  the beauty of summer, the change of seasons, the force of nature, a sudden cloudburst and the miracle of life and love portrayed in the blessing of our newest little family member.

-Sister Jean Moylan, csj

Isolation Blessings

Another Christmas spent in isolation for us Sisters here in London.  All of us have been twice vaccinated and have received the booster shot.  However, several staff members tested positive for the nefarious virus so it was necessary for our vulnerable population to take extra precautions.  Only a few hours before our beautiful annual Christmas Eve carol service, and we were sequestered in our rooms.  Knowing that our special celebrations would be affected, we managed to smile and accept the sad consequences which would turn out to include copious blessings.

Dietary staff workers who were already short-staffed, worked diligently to ensure all tasks were covered. Caring for 60 isolated Sisters required considerable innovation. Our workers carried out their duties cheerfully, causing us to catch their enthusiasm for the arduous task so quickly thrust upon them.

In other areas of the house, nursing staff, housekeeping and maintenance went above and beyond the call of duty to shore up their responsibilities.  Never did I see a downcast person as work proceeded as usual.

Sister Margo serving

Even our leadership team shared the duties. Sisters Margo and Loretta as well as Sister Susan on the local team donned the required PPE and faithfully brought carts of beverages to us. Added to their duties, every morning the trio conducted uplifting Liturgy of the Word services from chapel to our rooms via our closed-circuit system.

Looking back at those first hours when we began our isolation, I realize that I was fatigued from the weeks and events leading up to Christmas.  Aware that our confinement could be turned into a blessing, I spent my time, along with other Sisters in their rooms, resting, reflecting, praying, reading, etc.

Today, in gratitude, we sing the praises of everyone in our home for moving with love as we embrace this time of uncertainty and transformation.

With a grateful heart, Sister Jean Moylan, csj

Pictured from left, Sisters Dora, and Florian