I like to say that I am a Carmelite ‘in training’. I will always be in training though, for the Carmelite spirituality is a deep brook from which to drink.
At the date of the start of this blog (Advent 2008) I am a Third Order Carmelite novice, currently discerning and studying for reception in 2010. I’ve been on this journey to Carmel since 2003, although as I look back over my 40 some years, I can see several places in my life that in reality served as preparations for this journey of faith.
This blog will be an attempt at capturing some of this journey and the meditations, thoughts and ponderings that come as a result.
I give these inner thoughts of my heart to Jesus, my King, through the hands of His Holy Mother. I am writing these mostly for Him, and for myself to read and reflect on later. May the Holy Spirit always guide my pen (or keyboard 
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If you are here, I suspect that has God led you here and has something in mind for you to read.
I will be dilligent to always try to stay in conformance to church teaching, and any conflict is purely unintentional. I concede to the teachings of the church and the Order of Carmel in all matters.
Blessings -
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thirdordercarmelite // April 25, 2009 at 1:11 pm |
Very inspiring! Thanks for sharing your experience. It always fascinates me to hear the different ways people have come to Carmel. I would like to hear more about your journey.
You’ve given me an idea for another page or two to put on this site. So watch for them – I’ll put a new post when they’re ready.
I haven’t figured out an easy way yet to notify readers of changes here. This blogging thing is still fairly new to me. In the meantime, please bookmark the main page http://thirdordercarmelite.wordpress.com/ and check back often.
Bernadette Wolff // April 24, 2009 at 9:30 pm |
Can I travel with you and can we be bonded in Carmel? I have an interesting story to tell you about how I came to begin attending meetings. On July 15th of last year, I had double mastectomy, bled out and almost died but just in the nick of time, I was returned to the OR to control the bleed. I had a brown scapular with me when I went in for surgery. It was lost when I came out of the OR. I spent several days in ICU but when I arrived home, I had an inordinate desire to find out whose fest day was on the 16th of July because I intuitively knew that I owed my life to that sweet soul. I soon discovered it was Our Lady of Mount Carmel who saved my life and asked me to pursue Her cause. Other such similar incidents have subsequently occurred as well, all uniquely bent towards Carmelite saints.