Paraclete Press Blog

By Melodious Monk I met a new friend this week, Welsh poet R. S. Thomas. While recently feeling a little lost and tired of looking for God with seemingly no answer back, I went to a shelf of poetry books … Continue reading →

By Sr. Fidelis Mode VIII is the most prolific of all the modes when it comes to antiphons!  Mode VIII has a Reciting Tone of DO and shares the same Home Tone as Mode VII, which is SOL.  Mode VIII  … Continue reading →

Sunday, October 4th is the feast day of Francis of Assisi, the world’s most popular saint!  Francis was born in 1182, the son of a wealthy merchant of Assisi. His early youth was spent in harmless revelry and fruitless attempts … Continue reading →

By Sunset Septuagint Last week, we had a funeral for one of our earliest religious Sisters.  At the burial site, someone mentioned her love for the desert. That struck a chord with me, because I have had a love for … Continue reading →

By Sr. Fidelis Tomorrow (Tuesday) is the Feast of St. Michael and All Angels. In both the Divine Office and the Mass, scriptural references to angels and their unique call appear in the day’s chants, reminding us of their importance in … Continue reading →

By Sr. Nun Other This week a word came to mind, a word I’d never spoken. Unfortunately, I kept forgetting what it was. Hours passed, then it would reappear, only to disappear before I could write it down. I did, … Continue reading →

On Monday we celebrated the life of one of our earliest Sisters. Sister Christina became a sister in 1971 and had a lifelong love of beauty, poetry and art. Here is one of her poems, inspired by the Pascal (Easter) candle. … Continue reading →

By Sr. Fidelis Today is the Funeral for one of our older sisters, Sister Christina. She requested that the simple Requiem Mass be chanted.  The Kyrie is a perfect example of Mode 6—the next in our brief “tour” of the Modes … Continue reading →

little friend if you truly knew me would you look up so expectantly so hopefully, if you knew my limited strength, my weaknesses my need, would you sleep so calmly in my lap, conformed to the circle of my arms … Continue reading →