We -Angelica Gomez (Mexican) and Onelia Lopez (Guatemalan)- want to share what it means to profess our temporary vows during this pandemic in the Congregation Dominican Missionary Sisters of the Rosary. It has been an event where we have felt welcomed, supported and empowered by God and by all the sisters in the Congregation. Since our first call in this walk with Jesus along with our brothers and sisters,
This community of elders is called Ascension Nicol and Ramon Zubieta. The nine sisters who form the community greet you. Some with more and others with less limitations due to our age, but we are all conscious. We are spending our quarantine in good conditions and being wonderfully served by two paramedics, one in the day shift and the other in the night shift. In addition, there are other employees
The Asian continental novitiate in Manila shares with us the following reflection: The Silent MasterIn the day there was a great master, who is silent and extremely brilliant.He started his trip from Wuhan to Italy and now he is everywhere.While he arrives to a country the whole world participates, crying with sadness.He took some lives in silence.Many meetings, churches, schools, hotels and dormitories were shut down immediately.The time has come,
We have been experienced this pandemic, Covid-19, for almost half a year. People lost their loved ones daily here and there. Everywhere there is a solitude moan. We are afraid ourselves of losing one of our loved ones and we are also afraid of dying without our relatives next to us. On the other hand, we are always reminding that these fears will only lead us to a futile anxiety.
Do we fight Coronavirus using vaccines or by changing our mentality? One of the articles in the last IDI (598) of May 2020 by Neil Mitchell, OP, caught my attention and it has made me to reflect on how we can defeat this wicked pandemic. We already know the world’s reaction -especially in Africa- in relation to the possibilities of developing vaccines against Covid-19. As Africans, we have lived horrible
Two former students from the Dominican Missionary Sisters of the Rosary shared: EXPERIENCE LIVED DURING THE PANDEMIC. In the last week of March, the pandemic broke out in Guayaquil, a port city of 2,3 million inhabitants, where almost half of the Covid-19 cases in Ecuador took place. You can see the horror and the tragedy. Fear is felt everywhere, and families wander in the city knocking doors to get a
The Central American Institute of Spirituality (CEFAS in Spanish) has been doing this work for the last 25 years. It began by Father Carlos Cabarrus. CEFAS develops an integral program in three areas: human, psychological and spiritual. It has a very complete team of professional experts who guide personal and group process of the participants. It is very difficult to talk about my experience lived in PAF…I will try to
Our itinerant community, composed by four sisters and two Dominican monks, has the responsibility of encouraging the life of the missions Kirigueti and Timpia and their respective communities and just like other communities, we have been affected by the pandemic. As every year before we start with our missionary work, we got ready to plan. We like that our planning states day, month, hour, activities and person in charge. Everything
I would love to share with you the experience I have had in Spain collaborating with the congregational juniorate project. In the first place, I am thankful to the General Council for trusting me and give me the opportunity of sharing these days with the novice. From some time ago, I feel a special and urgent call: answering with the minister of healing, combining Spirituality and psychology; heal wounds and
I was thinking to write about my experience lived during my first formation (juniorate, postulancy, novitiate and new generations) that the Ecuadorian religious conference offers (CER in Spanish) to the consecrated life, but my intuition took me somewhere else. “Right there, that small woman, that is me. In the silence intimacy, where stillness embraces me, I recreated myself. The absence of noise was my nest. I spin across myself,