Ice Flowers

by Sr Nunother

I know a sister who prefers a day of dark clouds and sunsets dimmed by shadows. I confess I’m envious of her ability to see beauty where I experience unease. I find Cape Cod winters especially stark and its snowfalls just a step away from mud-mixed slush.  In late winter, I begin my search for hope. This year I found it in glittering ice flowers formed from snow, turned to sleet, turned to ice, in a rapid succession of Cape Cod temperature changes. God’s presence is in everywhere, in everything, when my faith door is open.

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About Sr. Nun Other

May 16, 2012, completed my 30th year as a Sister. It was both a milestone and just another day in an interesting journey. Some of those thirty years included singing with Gloriae Dei Cantores, marching in Spirit of America band, and serving on our Sisters Council. As a monastic, I live surrounded by beauty and within a frame work of opportunity and possibility. I'm sixty-four (much to my surprise) and extremely grateful for my life as a sister - past, present, and future.

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