To wider spaces

The Cunning Linguist, who has been trying to make a cultured person of me, years ago gave me a copy of Herman Hesse's Stages. I have read it, or more precisely prayed it, often. I have been reading it very often in the past two weeks.

My noticeable absence from this space in recent weeks (about which no one wrote to complain, thank you very much) was due to the fact that your very own Brother Lawrence was chosen for a post in Rome during the recent General Chapter. This means that I am now busily trying to catch up on the work that piled up during my four weeks away, train my successor and pack my belongings. I have four weeks to do this. Ughh.

Actually, my new job will involve a lot of traveling. While this will certainly provide an even greater harvest of bloggable material, it also brings presents some challenges. First, I may spend long periods in areas where posting will be impractical, at best. Secondly, my increased responsibilities calls for increased discretion. You, my readers, will understand that discretion is not my strong suit so I have decided to error on the side of caution.

The point I am coming to is that this may be my last post. You can rest assured that I will be visiting your blogs often.

Of course, I could be persuaded to change my mind by offers of wild indiscretions from my female readers.