To Live of Love

To live of love is to sail afar and bring both peace and joy where'er I be. O Pilot blest! Love is my guiding star; in every soul I meet, Thyself I see. Safe sail I on, through wind or rain or ice; love urges me, love conquers every gale. High on my mast behold is my device: 'By love I sail!' - st. therese

12.19.2011

Weihnachten Kekse!

Its that time of year...when the world falls in love...every song you hear seems to say...

LETS BAKE COOKIES! 

part of our inculturation into Austrian lifestyle is Weihnachten Kekse backen. Someday my goal is to be able to cook such killer cookies as Mrs. Haas (Monika's mother), but considering I am only on Christmas #2, I have many years to go. But at least this year wasn't as bad as last year. And it wasn't just Alina and I alone...Keiko and Reiko (the daughters of Tomoko) joined us! 
Tomoko is currently in Japan giving a concert so she asked us to watch the girls. From Friday evening till Sunday afternoon we were hanging out with them (they are really unbelievably independent...they don't need babysitting) and Saturday afternoon we spent at our apartment baking! 










one.year.old






so we're a little late in celebrating...but on the one year birthday of this little foundation Alina and I didn't even see each other because we had so much going on.

I would like to write some insightful post about this past year of my life, what has happened, how I have grown and changed, the joys, the difficulties, the meaning of all of your support and prayers throughout it all.

well I do have one thing to say--on the anniversary of my arrival, I was at Christa and Anton's watching the kids because both Anton and Christa were suffering from some kind of bug and simply fatigue so Christa called for backup. As I was running around the apartment with Jakob and Martin, I found myself cornered by Jakob, armed with a gun built from Lego's, yelling to Martin: "Shieß die Nonne! Shieß die Nonne!" --which translated to SHOOT THE NUN!.........um. that was something about myself I wasn't expecting to have change in only a year...guess I have become a nun.

but cute (even a little unsettling) stories aside (I mean seriously, what child should be heard saying-shoot the nun!), I have nothing beautiful sounding, deep, or interesting that will formulate out of this brain. Not out of lack of ingratitude or indifference...but simply because in the midst of all my inspiring surroundings--I am speechless. with a huge smile (that has not been maintained without many temptations, some given into frown). a few tears (its been beautiful. its been one of the most difficult things in my life). some dark circles (im growing up...i don't sleep well anymore ha). a few more pounds (thank you Vienna). an open mind. a blind vision (where will I be in a year?). and a gratitude that pours forth from every pore because none of this would be possible only through my own strength, which is only weakness. grace ignites me, strengthens me, and sustains me. the grace that comes through the Love of Christ. through your prayers, wishes, and good deeds. behind me, carried in me, are all of you, united in the Eucharist uniting us all and making it possible to share in the glory of his Presence, a presence we are awaiting with eager hope in this last week of Advent.

I thank you all so much for your love and support. previous and continued. I look forward to my last remaining months here (see note at bottom) and -Prost- to what we have already lived, together, in love.


For you are my hope, O Lord; 
my trust, O God, from my youth. 
On you I depend from birth; 
from my mother's womb you are my strength. 

My mouth shall be filled with Your praise, and I will sing of Your glory! 

+note: leaving date...to be determined. considering I have a visa until November, the question opens...how long am I supposed to stay here, how long do I want to stay here, how long is it possible for me to stay here, how long am I called to stay here. I will be having a meeting with Sr. Regine (in NY) on Wednesday, and in the mean time (tomorrow) i am beginning a special novena to my little friend in heaven (St. Therese) to help me discern my course on this sea of love! I would love to be united to you all in this time of questions and searching, so thank you for your added support, prayers, and thoughts. pax.




12.12.2011

Birthday Roadtrip

Mathilde turned 28, Tomoko (a dear friend of ours and an unbelievably talented violinist and mother of two adorable daughters) turned 39 and on Sunday, although we initially had other plans (cough. the largest chocolate factory in Austria that is of course closed on Sundays. what was I thinking. cough), we celebrated by a roadtrip to Mayerling, Heiligenkreuz and Baden, three famous towns not too far out of the city. 


Mayerling is the place of an old hunting lodge that belonged to the Habsburgs in the time of Franz Josef I and Sisi. Due to a rather macabre story, the hunting lodge was half demolished and half-revamped into a Carmelite Cloister where Franz Josef invited the Carmelite's to take residence. Why? Its myth and heresay because the facts of such things were meaningfully muddled by whoever was at risk, but the most believed story is that their son, Crown Prince Rudolf, committed suicide after killing his mistress (or maybe she killed herself too?) while on a trip to the hunting lodge. Due to an unhappy marriage and possibly some other problems, he decided it was better to end his life, and the story ended tragically. Of course distraught, his parents decided to tear down where his room was situated in the lodge and in its place build a chapel (as part of the cloister) and exactly where his bed stood, in its place erect an altar where to this day mass is daily said for the sake of his soul and that of his mistress and the Carmelites have promised to intercede for his soul. 


picking up Tomoko and Keiko and Reiko

can i just tell you...this girl is ma fav. her name is keiko. shes 11. she became my little sister on the first day we met. i want to keep her. forever. 

walking to Mayerling



Reiko, Tomoko, and Alina


speaking french






Heiligenkreuz is the site of a 12th century monastery and home to Benedictine Monks, a famous Theological and Philosophical Institute, and a true relic of the Most Holy Cross at it's heart. 























































Baden is a town not far outside of Vienna and the home to many wealthy people who do not want to live in Vienna, but near enough to enjoy its benefits. The houses are gorgeous and just driving through was enough, but we also visited an adventmarkt in the town's castle and stopped for some coffee and cake. (to my family: please check out the pictures of the cellar in the castle--I felt like I was walking into another Batesville) 






the joy of cracking walnuts--which were actually the table decorations





oh children...

young at heart



keiko spilt her water all over the table, 10 minutes later P. Clemens spilled it all over Monika. from cracking and burning walnuts to spilling water, I think Keiko and P. Clemens are kindred spirits! 






after returning from the day's adventure, our friend Gabriella wanted to meet up, so Monika and I met her at the Spittelberg Weihnachtsmarkt, my favorite in Vienna! We closed the wonderful day with hot punch and glühwein, and Kartoffelpuffers (potato puffs). 




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