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Today I can resonate with the feast which the Church celebrates, The Conversion of St. Paul. I have to admit I have had my share of conversions. What I notice about the conversion of Paul is that, as one writer states, “Paul’s entire life can be explained in terms of one experience–his meeting with Jesus…

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MISSION: 97TH STREET

At the end of the day, it’s so good to get off the subway and head for my home away from home. Even though I can’t see much from my window but a brick wall and a church steeple, maybe that’s what Angela Merici saw when she lived next to a church in 16th Century…

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Bound for All Eternity

I marvel and am amazed that Angela Merici’s words, “be bound one to another” continues to touch and inspire me. When I have an opportunity, like I did today as some of us gathered for the funeral of Billie, Sister Vivian’s mother, I had a definite experience of the words of Angela being lived out.…

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INSIDE THE U.N.

Thursday was my first venture INSIDE the U.N. I tried not to walk around with my mouth open, so I would not embarrass you by letting them know I was a “hick from the sticks.” The complex is actually several buildings–the big tall one houses the administrative offices of the Secretariat, and right now it…

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STOP THE WORLD (for a day)

T.G.I.F.! I’ve only been here for a week, but have learned a year’s worth of stuff–some related to the U.N. and its NGOs (Non Governmental Organizations) and a lot related to survival in New York City. Sister Jan and I agreed today that we feel like we’ve been run over by a truck, one bearing…

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U.N.believable!

I learned today that one of the interns here is “just now beginning” to understand how things work at the United Nations–and she has been here for four months. After our first day I can understand why it takes so long! During our orientation session my head began filling with inititals and acronyms: UNDP, UNEP,…

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‘NEATH THE SIDEWALKS OF NEW YORK

After a pretty good night’s sleep (remarkable considering the city sirens, a yowling alley cat, and a radiator that sounds like small yapping dogs at certain phases of its activity–not to mention the effort of digesting a huge and very festive birthday dinner we had for one of the resident sisters), Jan and I were…

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GLAD TO BE HERE (I THINK)

On January 14, after enjoying a clear flight over Lake Michigan (covered with ice floes) and the snow-covered mountains of Pennsylvania, my heart sank as we flew in over Queens (the New York City borough where LaGuardia Airport is located). As I saw the miles and miles of houses, houses, and more houses–and miles and…

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