Before this was turned into a retreat house in 2004, this used to be a convent for 40 years of the members of the Notre Dame de Vie Institute, Situated in almost 7-hectare land area, this place still has the ambiance of wilderness with huge mango trees, grassy areas, and less manicured nooks and crannies. I suspect it’s wilderness feel has something to do with imitating the literal wilderness that the pioneers of Carmelite spirituality used to deal with. The Founder of Notre Dame de Vie Institute was inspired by St. John of the Cross. The retreat house grows its own organic farm and serves its produce to the participants. Albeit closer to a noisy street, it still has an atmosphere of silence and prayer.
A carved Last Supper, the best that i have seen. The eyes of the characters are very expressive over the news of betrayal.
Three of my retreat companions – Nan C. Merrill’s Psalms for Praying, Maggie Ross’s The Fountain and the Furnace, and a taqqiyah i would wear during prayer times in solidarity with the Muslims who pray 5 times a day to the One God.