Showing posts with label Carmelites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carmelites. Show all posts

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Audience at Carmel

I had the privilege this Corpus Christi morn to speak with Mother Elizabeth of the Trinity, newly-elected Prioress at the Carmel of the Immaculate Heart here in Launceston, and also - a nice surprise - with the immediate past Prioress, Sister Stephanie of Divine Providence, who is one of Mother Prioress's councillors.  It had been too long since last I spoke with the good Carmelites; my first mission was to ask after Sr Paul Joseph, the now frail and deaf but still alert extern sister emeritus: she is well, Deo gratias.

As Sister Stephanie is a New Zealander, I was glad to pass through the turn to Mother some postcards and books of photographs of the South Island to share with the community at recreation.  Sister observed that Dunedin was a dear place to her, as there she received the light of Faith sixty years ago (she had been an Anglican, and a married doctor, but after the death of her husband entered Carmel).  I was glad to report to them my present good fortune, my plans for going to Rome in September, and good news about seminarian friends of mine, and also Br Paul Marie of the Cross, formerly Peter from Bunbury, who has just commenced his noviciate with the Carmelite Monks in Wyoming.  Likewise I praised Fr Rizzo and Fr Clement, the two Latin Mass priests I met in Christchurch, and alluded to the Carmels there and in Lismore, where my old mentor Bp Jarrett now has a monthly Latin Mass: Sister Stephanie agreed that both Carmels are "very solid".

Mother gave me some holy cards produced by the monastery; I quote one of them, itself a quotation of Pope Benedict:

As a spiritual oasis, a monastery reminds today's world of the most important, and indeed, in the end, the only decisive thing: that there is an ultimate reason why life is worth living: GOD and His unfathomable LOVE.

After speaking with them (the bell alerted them to the upcoming Hour of the Office), I asked permission to go pray in their chapel, which was gladly allowed.  I know from past experience that it is very hard, even with the correct Office book, to follow the nun's slow, high, indistinct chant from behind the grille, so instead I settled down to saying a good part of the Breviary by aggregation: Matins, Lauds, Prime and Terce of Corpus Christi.  

It struck me how Dominican the Corpus Christi Office is: all the short responds, all the versicles, all the antiphons at Lauds and the Little Hours (but not at Vespers nor Matins), the Benedictus and Second Vespers Magnificat antiphons end with an alleluia or two - and I know that the Rite of the Friars Preachers has alleluias in the short responsories of great feasts.  Another interesting connexion to Aquinas!

Forty-five minutes later, when leaving via the main doors, I picked up one of last year's souvenirs of the 6oth anniversary of the coming of Carmel to Tasmania: the six foundresses - one of whom, Sister Mary of the Holy Ghost, is still alive and active, bless her (she answered the telephone when I called not too long ago) - arrived from the Adelaide Carmel on the 15th of June 1948, and moved into their first convent, at Longford, on All Saints that year.  As Longford later ceased to be a parish of its own, in the seventies the nuns agreed to relocate to metropolitan Launceston, whence they came on the 8th of April 1975 (Papal enclosure being canonically established on the feast of the Immaculate Heart in the new calendar later that year).  As the pamphlet relates, the four who had finished their earthly course while at Longford were reinterred in the new monastery crypt, and have been joined by seven more in the years since, confidently sleeping in eager expectation of the resurrection, while their souls it may be devoutly believed have gone to Christ.

What a blessing to have such contemplatives, faithful to the Church and to their most high calling, hidden in our midst here in northern Tasmania.  My family and I can attest that their prayers are powerful with the Lord, like those of Elias their Father of old.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

How Sweet to Die a Carmelite

Of your charity, please pray for Peter (late of Bunbury) who is trying his vocation with the Carmelite Monks of Wyoming (having departed thence just under a month ago). Now, to live a Carmelite is hard - but, as the proverb continues, to die a Carmelite how sweet it is!

For proof of this sentiment, I quote from the annual Auxiliary Newsletter from the Carmel of Launceston, as penned by Mother Stephanie Mary of Divine Providence, the Prioress (which my Mum has just sent me to read):

Sister Mary Monica, who was one of our foundation sisters and had been ill for some time went to God in a very beautiful and peaceful death on March 10th [2008]. We were all with her in prayer as she left this world at the moving words "Go forth Christian soul...". Her last weeks in our infirmary were marked by her peaceful surrender to God and her gratitude for all the sisterly care and love given her over those last weeks. How grateful we are to her for her great contribution to our community of nearly 60 years. Some of you may have known her earlier when she held the office of prioress several times. Please pray for her now. I am confident she is now praying for us all from heaven. Her funeral Mass on March 13th was really lovely and Father Terry Southerwood [Dean of Northern Tasmania] preached a beautiful homily.

I'm not ashamed that this simple yet uplifting account almost moves me to tears. Heaven! Thou shouldst be the only hoped-for sight!

Please pray also for holy perseverance for Sr Elijah Mary of Mount Carmel, OCD, who took her first vows at the Launceston Carmel on the 8th of September (Our Lady's Birthday) last year.

A lovely Carmelite custom, to which I've been privy on occasion, is that at the Easter Vigil, after all renew their baptismal promises, the nuns then renew their vows: I quite clearly recall hearing one of them saying "I, Mother Mary of the Holy Ghost..." and so on.

(The Carmel of the Immaculate Heart in Launceston, Tasmania, was blessed and opened on the 7th of June 1975, some 33 years ago, having relocated from the nearby country town of Longford, where it had originally been founded on the 15th of June 1948, from Adelaide in South Australia: so this is their diamond jubilee year. Sr Mary of the Holy Ghost, one of the foundation sisters, is still alive and active, Deo gratias.)

Saturday, January 12, 2008

In a Convent Parlour

Having returned from an audience at Carmel with the Prioress, at her suggestion I looked up the former Cardinal Ratzinger's 1991 address on "Conscience and Truth", given at a Workshop for Bishops in Dallas, Texas.


Mother remarked on making use of Benedict's recent encyclical Spe Salvi for reflection and prayer, and on how a meditative reading of it is so necessary.  When I mentioned how over the past year I've very slowly read most of my way through his book Jesus of Nazareth, she agreed that it was not a book to read at a sitting, but deserving of contemplation, and told how it is one of the texts read during meals at the monastery.


She also alerted me to the importance placed on hope, in connexion with faith and prayer, within the Carmelite tradition, and further referred me to an address of Benedict XVI on the occasion in 2007 of his visiting the Cistercian monastery of Heiligenkreuz in Austria.  As a parting gift from the Carmel I received some holy cards bearing two quotations focussing on faith, prayer and hope, from a Sunday homily of his, given at Naples late last year, plus a last from a General Audience (16th August 2006):


It is essential to strengthen HOPE
which is based on FAITH
and expressed in unflagging prayer.
It is PRAYER
that keeps
the torch of faith alight.

The power that changes
the world
and transforms it into
the kingdom of God,
in silence
and without fanfare,
is faith -
and prayer is the
expression of faith.

Only openness
to the mystery of GOD
Who is LOVE
can quench
the thirst for truth
and happiness
in our hearts.
 

Please join in praying to the Lord for the Carmel of Launceston, that the younger sisters may persevere, the older sisters, especially those aged and infirm (Sr Monica and Sr Paul Joseph), be strengthened, and more vocations bless this house of prayer abundantly, wherein the "still, small Voice" (III Kings xix, 12) is attended to with great love and fidelity, to the edification of all: "Speak, Lord, Thy servant heareth" (I Kings iii, 10).


Our Lady of Mount Carmel, pray for us.
St Elijah, pray for us.
St Teresa of Jesus, pray for us.
St John of the Cross, pray for us.
All Carmelite Saints, pray for us.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

St Maravillas, Save the Devil! ... and Kippers

No, I'm not a Universalist or Origenist (tho' apokatastasis is a great word).


St Maravillas


Reading the (new) Martyrology last night, I realized that today would be the feast of St Maravillas.  Unfortunately I didn't make early Mass at the Carmelites, so I made do with Advent-plus-St Damasus instead.


A good friend in Hobart swears by St Maravillas – she always comes through with a car park spot.  (My theory is, pray to obscure saints, they get so little business they really go for it when you ask them to intercede for you.)


Who was she?  Well, she's only been canonized since 2003, but she died in 1974, after spending over fifty years as a Discalced Carmelite nun: an indefatigable foundress of monasteries (eleven Carmels in Spain and India), given over to prayer (yet enduring much spiritual desolation), and while living an enclosed contemplative life somehow able to arrange for the building of schools, housing and community facilities for the poor near her monastery.  (Read more about her at the Vatican website; and for a rundown of all Carmelite saints and beati, try this link.)  


As she died, she repeated over and again, "What happiness to die a Carmelite!"  I'm very fond of Carmelites too – my family and I have relied on the prayers of the local Carmel and owe them a great debt of gratitude.


What I particularly liked to learn, since I was reading the Martyrology in Latin, was that her name "Maravillas" means marvels, wonders, miracles (Mirabilia in Latin), and her full religious name "Mary Maravillas of Jesus" signifies properly the marvels and wonders of Our Lord accomplished in and through the Blessed Virgin.  What a glorious name!


This is the collect for St Maravillas (from the Discalced Carmelite Missal); it's quite a good prayer:


Lord God, who drew Blessed Maria Maravillas of Jesus into the secrets of the heart of your Son, grant through her intercession and example, that we may work together for the salvation of souls, experiencing the delights of your love.  Thro' Christ our Lord.  R/.  Amen.


The prayer over the 'gifts' (oblata) asks that the oblation to be offered up may obtain that we may "follow the example of Saint Maria Maravillas", and that we be cleansed "from our earthly way of life" and taught "to live the new life" of the kingdom of heaven; while the post communionem likewise prays to do as the communion antiphon ("The wise virgin chose the better part..."  – cf. St Luke x, 42) suggests Maravillas did:


Lord, may our reception of the Body and Blood of your Son keep us from harmful things [and] Help us by the example of Saint Maria Maravillas to grow in your love* on earth that we may rejoice forever in heaven.


(*Very often English translations of the Mass have "love" where a more literal translation would read "grace", but I don't have the Latin at hand.)


Save the Devil!


While eating lunch (of which more anon) I was reading Alumni News from the University of Tasmania.  This had an article in it about the approaching extinction of the Tasmanian Devil (Sarcophilus harrisii – "Harris's meat-lover"! – and not to be confused with Taz, the whirling dervish cartoon character appearing in Loony Tunes), due to a horrible contagious facial cancer: the little devils bite each other and pass on the invariably fatal malady, which eats away at their faces till they die.  Like cheetahs, devils have little genetic diversity, and so their immune systems don't recognize cancerous cells from other devils as foreign; so the cells upon being transferred from teeth to skin just grow and grow.  


With the Tasmanian Tiger already gone (extinct ~1936: see here for footage of "Benjamin", the last known Thylacine, who died of neglect at the Hobart Zoo), the University, and the State and Federal Governments, are trying to find a cure, and in the meantime transfer healthy populations to zoos and offshore islands.  (More information available at www.tassiedevil.com.au)


Saint Maravillas, save the Devil.


... and Kippers


Oh, and I had kippers (tinned, unfortunately) on toast for lunch after Mass.  Very nice.  Finished off with marmalade on toast and two cups of tea.  (Yes, I know this is a breakfast menu, but I'm on holiday, and anyhow it was really a Hobbit-like "second breakfast".)