I have
been asked to do a blog or two on our daily life in the monastery here on our
small island.
But
sometimes it seems there is no set schedule in our life- except for the prayer-
that is a constant. Our mission is to pray for the needs of the Church, especially
in the Archdiocese of Seattle and to meet the needs of those who come to us.
The Chapel |
We are
contemplative in that we center our lives on liturgical prayer and do not hold
jobs “in the world”. But we are actively involved in the “outside world” in
numerous ways, especially with our island community.
Mother Prioress feeding turkeys |
At Our
Lady of the Rock we strive to uphold the traditional values of Benedictine life
in the modern world. This means that we follow the Rule of St. Benedict as
closely as we can in this contemporary world, so we wear the traditional habit,
we live by the labor of our own hands, raising as much of our food as possible
and participating in the work needed to fulfill both our daily and long-term
needs, and we make hospitality an essential part of our work.
Intern with the sheep |
Hospitality
is an essential part of our work, and we welcome guests of all faiths to find
peace and stillness amidst their busy lives. Individuals and groups stay in our
retreat houses and are invited to partake in the work and prayer of our
community and farm.
Our work
is fulfilled by supporting ourselves and serving our neighbors and guests with
a variety of works all focused around our 300 acre farm. We try to be loving
caretakers of the land and the environment. We raise rare breed farm animals,
run one of the few raw milk dairies in Washington
State (Mother Prioress is back to
making cheese), we create and sell products from our farm and the talents of our
community, and we offer internship programs for both students and adults in
holistic farming.
On paper
this all looks good, but things change from season to season and sometimes from
week to week or even day to day. As I write this one of our elders is
hospitalized (she does all the laundry).
Another broke her humerus in three places (she is a multi-tasker) and a
third is in Europe for a month. So we who are left standing must take over jobs
we never did, as Mother Dilecta (head of the farm) doing our white laundry.
It is not
all that grim: sometimes when the weather is especially fine we will say ”let's
go to the beach with the dogs, the weeds can wait!”
Our beach |
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