When I lived in the monastery, our first words chanted at dawn were:
"Oh Lord,
open my lips
and my mouth shall proclaim
your praise!"
I was in love with life and spirituality! The monastery was in Pecos, New Mexico. The community was mixed: men and women, it was under the Rule of St. Benedict.
I was in my glory.
I wanted to be a priest.
Sometimes, things cannot be changed and acceptance is all that remains.
Many moons have passed since those days spent in monastic life.
Yet I have the most treasured memories dancing still within my soul.
And I still long to be a priest.
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