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Stalker: A Spiritual Film in the Eyes of an Atheist
My son, an enthusiastic fan of classic cinema, once tried to convince my mother to let him watch a movie called Stalker before he went to bed. Being a sensible woman, she refused to allow her eight-year-old grandson to watch a film with such a foreboding title. He tried to explain to her that “stalker” in this context didn’t mean a dangerous and unwanted follower, but instead described a guide through a magical area called the Zone wherein lies a room that grants wishes. My poor mother again refused him as this explanation made little sense and sounded made up on the spot.
A Handful-- Symbols, Faith, and History: Ancient Art Reveals Spiritual and Cross-Cultural Connections Through Hand Gestures
December gave the world a lot to celebrate: Bodhi Day, Day of Our Lady Guadalupe, Hanukkah, Yule, Christmas, Kwanza, Zarathost Diso, and New Year’s Eve. Colorful lights and crackling fires against a crisp winter canvas always help me find time to ponder spiritual connections and how humanity has attempted to make sense of and, perhaps ironically, immortalize our understandings. The written word and art have always been equally powerful mediums for capturing abstract yet visceral emotions. Even tentatively opening the door to a museum or a used bookstore makes me catch my breath in anticipation and reverence for the sheer energetic power combined in one space from so many inspired, deeply affected souls.
Dying to Wake Up
Though Boo wasn’t my “real” grandfather I could not miss the realness of his final days. Despite the sticky doorknob, the smell of last week’s lunch, dead flowers, and the junk pile obstacle course, I made my way to his bedside. The clutter used to spark an uncomfortable itch throughout my body, but I’d accepted it. His 98-year-old body was tired, but his spirit was very much alive as he pondered the end.
The Parliament of World Religions Returns to the Shore of Lake Michigan
Religious leaders from around the world converged on the shore of Lake Michigan this past summer for a convening of the Parliament of World Religions in Chicago. For one week, the McCormick Center, which normally plays host to auto shows and pop culture conventions, was filled with priests, pastors, monks, nuns, rabbis, imams, swamis, and various other devotees of world religions.
The Witches of West Michigan Offer Spiritual Community for All
Just a decade ago, being casually invited to such an event would have been unthinkable to me. There were no public-facing witchcraft groups within easy reach of my Michigan hometown at the time. Even though I knew many local people had an interest in the Pagan spiritual arts, practice groups were generally underground and by invitation only.
A Walk Within and Beyond: Labyrinths Lead the Way
The bright service-blue sign simply stating “labyrinth” caught my attention as I was driving by St. Barnabus in Chelsea, MI. It was on my literal path, thus destined to be part of my journey that day. Suffice it to say at the start of our walk together in this article, when I stood at the entrance of this 11 circuit, 40 foot labyrinth, I felt a mystical buzz. I was about to embark on a new spiritual entry point.
Changing Our Minds--Kindness, Clarity, and Insight
Kindness, Clarity, and Insight is a collection of talks that the Tibetan Buddhist Dalai Lama gave in the USA and Canada more than forty years ago. With this and later books, the Dalai Lama brought Tibetan Buddhism and the situation in Tibet into prominent international awareness; he went on to win the Nobel Peace Prize in 1989.
An Audience with the Pope
As a devout Christian I have studied the Bible and one passage that is very present in my heart is 1 Corinthians 2:9 “No eyes have seen, no ears have heard, and no minds have imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.”
Faith, and the love of God, is a grace given to us. Since I was a child, I have felt God’s presence and remember having Divine unitive experiences of awe of my existence and God’s creation. I attended an all-girls school and thought I was going to be a nun. However, my vocation to be a mother was stronger and I was married young and had four daughters and a son. Raising them full time was a very fulfilling and holy experience for me.
When my children left for college, my hands were empty, but my energy was very strong. It was a time to recreate myself. Coincidentally, my only sister and best friend Marta, died suddenly at the age of 38. In my profound grief I realized that I needed to create. More than the activities in the garden, more than my creations in the kitchen. Creativity was calling me to heal my soul.
At the same time, I felt I needed to rediscover God, so I enrolled at the Shalem Institute for Spiritual Formation where I earned several degrees and became a Spiritual Director and Group Formation Leader. It took me ten years, some of the best of my life. In Shalem, which is Ecumenical, I had the gift of sharing time and studies with people from different religions. It was a time of searching; I visited several temples, churches, and synagogues as my soul was so ready to soak in the many faiths that enriched mine. I discovered Rumi and Hazif. I studied with Rossi Joan Halifax and attended Mystery school with Jean Houston for a year. My soul was soaring, renewed, and refreshed.
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Following graduation, I created Women’s prayer groups in my eagerness to share my discoveries.
During this time, I also discovered an interest in sculpture, and it has been one of my greatest gifts from God. My sculptures have been expressions of grief, healing, realizations, discoveries, and longings. Creating these pieces brought a tremendous amount of empowerment, courage, and lots of joy. As my sculpting skills grew, I created classes for beginners and advanced students to share the healing I had received through creating art.
In 1996, I founded the Windrise Retreat Center in Metamora, Michigan. For almost 30 years we have held retreats of many kinds. My husband Greg and I host people who find peace and serenity in a secluded 100-acre estate surrounded by forest and a softly singing river. We are Ecumenical in spirit—all denominations are welcome at Windrise. Now I mainly host sculpture classes at my Windrise studio, Galeria Mariposa, as my way to explore the soul.
In March 2013, Pope Francis was elected. The fact that he is Argentinian, as I am, and the first Jesuit and Latin American to be ordained brought tears of joy. He chose his name, Francis, to honor his spiritual connection with St. Francis of Assisi who cared for the poor and the underprivileged. He lives in a simple apartment in the Vatican and refuses the Papal palace and all the luxurious apparel. At night he wears simple Priest clothes as a disguise and visits the homeless. We can say he is like Christ, revolutionary (bringing changes where needed), humble, compassionate, and very wise. When he appeared on the balcony after his ordination at Piazza St. Peter, his first words were “Pray for me.” I cried as I experienced the humility in his words. It was those three words that inspired me to start working on a bust of him—the work took a few months.
After two years of applying for an audience to gift the Pope with my sculpture, I was finally accepted for an audience on March 18, 2020. Just as my husband and I were ready to embark on this holy and extraordinary trip, Italy closed, and the Covid-19 pandemic crushed our plans.
The Vatican coordinator for my audience with the Pope assured me that I would be first in line for an audience when the Vatican opened back up. So, as I surrendered to God’s plans, I spent the Covid quarantine time sculpting portraits of other people I admire like Ruth Bader Ginsberg.
In the summer of 2021, the Vatican scheduled another audience. With great excitement, we flew to Rome on the 5th of October for an audience with Pope Francis on the 6th. The bust was professionally packed, and we carried it to Rome with our luggage on Lufthansa Airlines. I had visited Rome and the Vatican several times since Pope Francis was ordained. During one visit I saw him in the balcony—it was an unexpected surprise—but it gave me the chance to take the photo I used to create his bust.
The St. Peters Basilica has always made me marvel at its gilded beauty—from Michelangelo’s magnificent sculpture of The Pietà, to all the beautiful art adorning its walls. Being a sculptor, I have always been touched and inspired by my visits. This visit was different, though. The audience was held in a large auditorium in the Vatican. I have no words to describe my emotion and gratitude. When his Holiness greeted me personally, my heart swelled in his loving presence. Pope Francis told me he liked the piece, and after giving me a hug, as we Argentinians do, he said “Thank you for making me smile.”
I am forever grateful for the grace of this gift. Never would I have imagined that my sculpture would be at The Vatican, in Pope Francis’ collection.
You can visit Estela Monjo Boudreau’s virtual art gallery at galeriamariposa.net. To learn about the Windrise Retreat Center visit windrise.com.
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Honoring Our Ancestors
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