A mid-30s GenX mom blogs about her retreat at Iona:

 

 

I can’t remember what my spiritual director—a jolly Dominican nun just a few years older than I—said in response to all this, though it was almost definitely a question rather than a declaration. But like a flash I realized: when a gate swings shut, it doesn’t just close off a path. It also creates a boundary. A safe space. A refuge.

Read the rest of her post here.