An invocation for beginnings

I had a professor in college who said if he could fund one project, it would be a “Manresa” year for all those needing space for discernment. After being wounded in battle around 1521, St. Ignatius underwent a spiritual conversion during his healing. A cornerstone of this experience was his time in Manresa, Spain, where he prayed intensely – often for entire days in a remote cave.

While I’m not planning any extended cave-stays, this blog is my Manresa.

As I take a year to discern, ponder, read and create, I hope that this will be a place of conversation, sharing and discovery.


Note: every fiber of my being is fighting ‘blogging.’ Could I be any more cliche? “Oh hey, I’m in a late-20s malaise and now I will force myself onto others via the internet because my middle class 90s upbringing has told me I am a special, unique snowflake.”

But, as Ze Frank says, “there’s no need to sharpen my pencils anymore, my pencils are sharp enough. Even the dull ones will make a mark…Warts and all, let’s start this shit up.”


5 thoughts on “An invocation for beginnings

  1. You are one of my most favorite special, unique snowflakes. I love reading this and know that I’m keeping you in my thoughts and prayers! Love, Sara B.

    • you’re pretty great yourself lady. love ya. (also that the chicken/holy shit my house card you sent me is framed in my living room!)

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