Tracey Horan is a member of the Sisters of Providence of St. Mary-of-the-Woods, Indiana. Her first deep conversation with this community occurred in a melon patch during her time as an intern at the Sisters' White Violet Center for Eco-Justice. She now lives in Nogales, Sonora, Mexico, working as associate director of education and advocacy for the Kino Border Initiative.
Horizons - Community life, especially living in an intercultural, intercongregational house, has broken open the meaning of Pentecost and speaking in tongues for me. And it's not just about sounds and spoken words.
Horizons - Here we sit, on this day of goodness and pain, each of us carrying our own devastating losses of the past year; each of us holding the embers of resurrection.
Horizons - Recently I took a hike on a stream-side trail, to reflect on perpetual vows. On that hike, contemplating an imperfect path ahead, I realized: with a lifetime commitment, there's always a leap.
Horizons - Embarking on Advent this year, songs and reflections tug me along toward the season's idyllic waiting. But I am tired of waiting. And some people have been waiting for way too long.