I have always known that God loves me. Mum and Dad were religious, and every Sunday took us eight kids off to Mass. Such a Catholic family - all our aunts and uncles and grandparents were Catholic, except for one relative on Mum’s side who was a Mason. We went to a Mercy school - Monte St Angelo in North Sydney. It was a good school.
Earlier this year I noticed Gilbert Ostdiek OFM promoting his book, Reweaving the Ministries: The Emmaus Paradigm, on Facebook and I asked Mandy Greaves our Diocesan Librarian to purchase a copy. My initial thought was it should be a relevant addition to our diocesan collection as we are currently traveling through a synodal process and reconsidering new ways to approach ministry is part of the ongoing conversation.
The natural environment is something that has always fascinated me, there is so much beauty in creation that I am often stuck with wonder and awe. This may have something to do with my childhood when the bush was my playground, we were encouraged to explore and discover. Catching tadpoles and watching them transform into frogs, creating perfumes from flowers and herbs, creating paints and dyes with elements found within nature is something that my siblings and myself lived and breathed.
I was born into an Irish family along with my four siblings. We grew up in Waratah and attended the local catholic school. Ours was a typical catholic family of the era with regular attendance at Sunday mass - a habit I dropped in my teenage years.
That all changed the night I went to a dance in Newcastle when I was 18.