Friday, August 08, 2008

From the retreat house

The last of the singers (that would include me) arrived at the retreat house last night for a week of community meetings (to be followed by our eight days of silence). As I was moving into the room I will occupy for the next two weeks, I found a peculiar object on the shelves (no real closets)in the room. It was carefully and quite neatly wrapped in a mattress cover. An old, red brick.
If that wasn't the Cure' of Ars' pillow, I can't imagine what it was doing in a retreat house room. But as long as the holy Cure' doesn't expect me to use it as a pillow, I think I'll be okay with it.

No comments: