tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post8139590734025119144..comments2023-05-10T10:27:37.644-05:00Comments on Such A Pretty Bubble: After the RetreatCharlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13978540582978450208noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-22639243272455088452013-04-05T14:21:26.674-05:002013-04-05T14:21:26.674-05:00Just poppin' by to leave a wee greeting, enjoy...Just poppin' by to leave a wee greeting, enjoyed reading thus far down the thread of recent posts (I read you recent comment at Abbey Roads. Do you read Pentimento also? She writes sometimes on isolation of motherhood in a rural community vs nostalgia for her former high-wire life in the city as an accomplished single, I think she may resonate for you also). <br />re: I'm raisin' a red flag on a putative temptation to self-pity I read into this sentence fragment: "in their own chosen vocation" <br />God does the vocal work of calling not we ourselves. He qualifies his chosen, he doesn't chose the self-referentially (Pope Francis' term, yours=prettybubbles) qualified. God's grammar is always in the present moment, your vocation is NOW is to discover his will for thee and thine! IMHO Jesus the Divine Word of deus caritas est works his mysterious rhetoric through our proposals, disposing of them as he sees fit. Thus a lay woman consecrated to a religious family and its associated apostolates is spiritually no better or worse off than a lay woman consecrated herself to her secular family and its associated apostolates with the aid of the evangelical councils of poverty, chastity and obedience (to the gifts endowed to that state of life). <br /><br />The value of certain things is revealed to us first by their absence, as sort of photographic negative if you will. Yet Divine mercy fills that void, truely, I discovered reading St. Faustina's diary (I read a page or so at a time, once a week on Fridays - I figure she took three years to write it, what's wrong with taking three years to read it? Chuckle!)<br /><br />Cheerio<br />@MrsKrishanClare Krishanhttps://twitter.com/MrsKrishannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-34277599951231633102013-03-18T20:44:20.084-05:002013-03-18T20:44:20.084-05:00Thank you for sharing this! I've wanted to go ...Thank you for sharing this! I've wanted to go on a retreat for sometime, but we always seem busy and like to be homebodies on the weekends, or I'm shy, or 500 other reasons. And also what 'Mom' above me said about communities. Though, I did check out Schoenstatt's website. It might be something I'd check out eventually (the homeschool folks around her a into them). I've been to an Opus Dei recollection in Miwaukee with my SIL, who now goes often enough and asks me if I'd like to go and now I feel weird about it.<br /><br />Gosh, I feel that what 'Mom' above me said about depression and children, etc, really echos a lot of what I feel. I made the mistake once of telling a coworker that I don't really like children (we do have 4). We work at a 'large health establishment specifically for tiny humans.' She was quite dumbfounded to say the least! Like you said, it is really hard to express. It's not as if I didn't want to be a mom. I think it's my personality? I don't have a stereotypical mommy-blogger personality, is probably the best way to describe it. I love my children and might have more, but I'm not super-into other children. I like them once in a while :) It's a tough subject, but it's nice to know I am, you are, and 'Mom' isn't alone. There must be more of us!<br /><br />And to echo once more, I have never heard of what you learned about Mary co-parenting. That seems wonderful! I could use the help. I think it would be good for the kids, too. Little Spoolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18114137240745761197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-17216042204989060982013-03-18T13:16:35.482-05:002013-03-18T13:16:35.482-05:00I met and stayed a week with a Schoenstatt family ...I met and stayed a week with a Schoenstatt family in Europe, and never inquired into their spirituality. If you can believe it. I have almost a phobia about "communities" because some of them have cult-like aspects. Yes, I was part of a Community for some years.<br /><br />That said, I love the idea of asking Mary to co-parent. And I had never heard that before.<br /><br />I also can relate very well to the whole parenting dilemma, of not liking being a mom, even while knowing I would die for love of my children, if needed. In hindsight, I think a lot of it for me was serial post-partum depression episodes which colored my view, or discolored it. Annndddd, I can (while never having heard anyone til you say this) relate to wondering if I was called to the religious life and did I miss my calling. This was after listening to a very eloquent Brother in the Missionaries of Charity talk about being a co-helper. Actually helping the poor. It really touched me...although I never acted on it. I was super over-whelmed with motherhood. At that time I had 2 little ones. I almost never had that comfortable feeling of little ones clinging to me and my not minding it. (I do remember marveling at some of the other moms I knew who had little ones and how they just seemed so into it, their babies, their families) Sad, I know. Because I only judged myself in the harsh light of depression blackening everything, and at the time, not knowing really that it was depression, although I suspected it. I really thought it was my own fault that I wasn't better at this motherhood business, and just thought - ugh - I'd somehow get through it. My husband loved being a dad of little ones, thank goodness. Now, I have come into my own so to speak, with my children in their teens & twenties. <br /><br />Thank you so much for sharing so deeply. Or - if you're thinking, hey, this isn't deep...well it's deep enough for me to start crying at the computer!!!<br /><br />signing myself, Momnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-74332092498989140852013-03-18T13:05:08.325-05:002013-03-18T13:05:08.325-05:00LOL on babies on a retreat? I think I'd have ...LOL on babies on a retreat? I think I'd have a similar response. As much as I loved my babies, I could take or leave somebody elses. I'll have to ask my bro the priest about his vocation. I can't imagine him in any other way of life but I think he's itching to do some missionary work and get out of the hospital. JMBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02542004362101344466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-21499513956343110262013-03-18T12:49:17.396-05:002013-03-18T12:49:17.396-05:00"Really, though, I think people only have thi..."Really, though, I think people only have this worry about a missed vocation when the going is tough in their own chosen vocation."<br /><br />That's it exactly. Happens to vowed religious in active orders too - they like to pray so they think they are called to contemplative life in a monastery. Human nature looks for a way out of present circumstances - even when the going is just monotonous. We resist the present moment. <br /><br />I recommend alcoholism. Kidding.<br />Terry Nelsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09819523933502820341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-16452655794658900572013-03-18T10:48:54.748-05:002013-03-18T10:48:54.748-05:00Yeah, I dunno about babies on a silent retreat eit...Yeah, I dunno about babies on a silent retreat either. But that's cool that you made friends with them, life is funny like that, eh? SO glad to hear that you have released the worry about the school. That is a great feeling. It's one of those things you can't control or engineer, so just wait and see what happens and you will deal with it then. I'm not sure about the missing-your-calling stuff. I guess I'm not sure how helpful it is to go down that road. Once you take vows, whether marriage or otherwise, it becomes irrelevant. Interesting though, and I would never judge someone for that, it sounds like a pretty painful road to be traveling down. <br /><br />Thanks for sharing, I was so curious how it went and if you busted out of there in the middle of the night :)<br /><br />CatladyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com