Your story brings back memories of childhood. The time spent at a nuns school, peeking through the window to see the new knee high habits of the nuns and their new caps where you could see some hair! A priest coming over to school for lessons in religion - why couldn’t a sister do that? As I grew older the resistance to being forced to g…
Your story brings back memories of childhood. The time spent at a nuns school, peeking through the window to see the new knee high habits of the nuns and their new caps where you could see some hair! A priest coming over to school for lessons in religion - why couldn’t a sister do that? As I grew older the resistance to being forced to go to church on Sundays, the question why there was no place for women in church, other than in a serving role? And finally the transition to seeing nature as my kind of religion, but nonetheless the ongoing fascination for churches, convents and convent life. So thank you Susie, for sharing this story! 🤍🙏🏼
Your so very welcome, I’m gently delighted that my story touched you…
Our childhoods leave huge and long lasting impressions, don’t they?
And strange as it seems in this modern day of everything and anything being acceptable and accepted, religion still holds so many questions and also many answers too.
We seem to share similar memories Johanna, and somehow I am not surprised. 🙏🏽😘
Indeed our childhoods leave strong impressions and we seem to share similar memories. They are often hidden deep down, but sometimes they are triggered to come to the surface. That’s what happened with your story and that’s wonderful! 🤍😘
Your story brings back memories of childhood. The time spent at a nuns school, peeking through the window to see the new knee high habits of the nuns and their new caps where you could see some hair! A priest coming over to school for lessons in religion - why couldn’t a sister do that? As I grew older the resistance to being forced to go to church on Sundays, the question why there was no place for women in church, other than in a serving role? And finally the transition to seeing nature as my kind of religion, but nonetheless the ongoing fascination for churches, convents and convent life. So thank you Susie, for sharing this story! 🤍🙏🏼
Your so very welcome, I’m gently delighted that my story touched you…
Our childhoods leave huge and long lasting impressions, don’t they?
And strange as it seems in this modern day of everything and anything being acceptable and accepted, religion still holds so many questions and also many answers too.
We seem to share similar memories Johanna, and somehow I am not surprised. 🙏🏽😘
Indeed our childhoods leave strong impressions and we seem to share similar memories. They are often hidden deep down, but sometimes they are triggered to come to the surface. That’s what happened with your story and that’s wonderful! 🤍😘