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Fifty years ago at Vatican II, the messiest, most passionate, and often "dirtiest" fighting to occur during the council happened during discussions of the Dogmatic Constitution on the Church, Lumen Gentium. Out of nearly 2400 bishops, the fight was divided almost exactly evenly between two factions, those nicknamed the maximalists and those nicknamed the minimalists. ...
I thought this was a particularly apt song and production given the recent conversation here about Peter Damian's ecclesiology and Ponam in Deserto Via. I especially like the way the idea of "one voice" moves back and forth between singularity in plurality and multiplicity, expressing a single Spirit. (That is, sometimes "one voice" means a single voice in the midst of many, and...
[[Sister Laurel, do you think non-canonical hermit lives are individualistic?]]This is a great question, and an important one called for, not only by contemporary circumstances, but by the entire history of hermit life. So let me say that every hermit's life is tempted to individualism. What I have written about my own vocation is that being subject to canon law and the various ...
[[Hi Sister, you referred to Saint Peter Damian's Letter #28 (Dominus Vobiscum) and cited Ponam in Deserto Viam too. I am not clear why the ability to say, "The Lord be with you" is such a question. Also, Ponam in Deserto Viam speaks of two phrases in par 16. One is solitudo pluralis and the other is moltitudo singularis. I dont understand these or their importance, and I d...
The AbsenceIt is this great absencethat is like a presence, that compelsme to address it without hopeof a reply. It is a room I enterfrom which someone has justgone, the vestibule for the arrivalof one who has not yet come.I modernise the anachronismof my language, but he is no more herethan before. Genes and moleculeshave no more power to callhim up than the incense of the Hebr...
