My Home Is A Monastery Now

On this first day of NaPoWriMo, I am posting a haibun in response to Frank J. Tassone’s prompt about the virus.

Almost exactly two years before this quarantine started, I spent my spring break visiting a monastery. I was considering the life of a cloistered nun, as I was very attracted to their way of life and prayer.

I loved every minute of that time and even visited again that summer. However, in the end, it was not to be, and I have not pursued it any further.

Now is my new chance to be a cloistered nun.

Black-and-white clad nuns
Flock together in spirit
As bells are tolling


9 thoughts on “My Home Is A Monastery Now

  1. Oh that is SO beautiful. I didn’t know you wanted to be a nun. Oyr homes can be oyr hermitage. You are aee obviously thinking a along those lines.

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  2. This is a wonderful post. I had briefly considered becoming a nun many years ago–and now I find that my heart is drawn into a deeper faith-experience, which I hope my blog is reflecting. Blessings to you ❤

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