Sacred Spaces

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A Time Away for a Spiritual Vacation: Seeing with New Eyes

Jul 8, 2026 | Inspirational, Our Ministry

By:

Sr. Marci Blum, OSF

Spiritual Director

“Who, me, on a spiritual retreat? What’s it like?” A spiritual retreat is a time away from daily routines and tasks in which we are ordinarily involved. It is a time to reconnect with our inner self. It is a guided experience in meditation, silence, prayer, and meeting with a spiritual guide. It is a time for spiritual renewal to reflect on what is important in life.

It is like a vacation in selecting a time away for rest and “getting away” from distractions.

Unlike a typical vacation, spiritual retreats are intentional journeys in clarifying a direction in life, deepening relationship with God, and seeking peace within. It can be a truly transformative experience. Optional duration can be several days or a week.

There are diverse ways to “make a retreat.” A preached retreat is one when someone preaches a daily conference on a particular topic that is publicized to people so they know what to expect. Another type of retreat is a personal guided retreat, wherein a person self-directs the retreat by using personal spiritual readings and journaling. A directed retreat is one in which the retreatant meets daily with a spiritual director, sometimes called a spiritual guide or companion.

“What’s a directed retreat like?” People choose this kind of retreat to meet with a spiritual companion daily. Retreatants may want to talk about what’s happening in their lives, clarifying their direction in life, dealing with situations, or areas of discernment they are seeking. The spiritual guide may offer clarifying questions and suggested thoughts in a prayerful atmosphere. Retreatants may be wanting to seek a deeper relationship with God, reconciliation in relationships, or seeking a spiritual way of life.

My role as a spiritual director is to support the directee as a companion and a guide. The spiritual companion listens as the person shares their story; a story of their journey, a story of a situation. Listening attentively to what they’re really saying and responding with questions helps people to come to an insight, understanding, or awareness. A person may have an issue, concern, or may be facing a decision in their life. They might be dealing with a relationship or are seeking a closer relationship with God in prayer. A person may be grieving the loss of a loved one or grappling with their own illness. They might want another to discern with them in finding a direction in life. They may be dealing with the loss of a job or making transitions. A person might be restless and looking for meaning. They may not use our programmed theological words, but they are looking for the spirit life within.

“Where is God in all of this?” That is always the underlying question.

I usually begin the session with prayer, calling upon the Holy Spirit to guide our conversation. We usually close with prayer and an action. A Scripture passage or a reading may be suggested. A spiritual practice; such as, lectio divina, centering prayer, or the examen may also be offered to take prayer to a deeper level.

It is in the stories of our lives that we pause to articulate God’s presence. A person may have a recurring dream; such as an image of a snake. We may then take our time to look at the image of a snake. A snake sheds its skin, experiencing a change. I asked, “What is happening in your life?” There was a pause. The person shared that she was going through a divorce. Eyes opened. Insight. She became aware of the hurts and changes in her life. It was like a relief for the person to name this awareness and how to cope with the transition. God was present. When asked how she felt, it was like a burden was lifted.

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”
~ Marcel Proust

We need to pay attention to the subconscious in our lives—dreams. Another person was having a recurring dream of an airplane. As the person narrated the dream, I suggested journaling about the dream, focusing on the image itself. What was happening in the person’s life? This person was experiencing a decision about a new job. In the dream, the person needed to take a plane to a nearby city. As the person was waiting and waiting at the airport for the plane, it was reported that the person needed to pilot the plane. What? Fear emerged in the dream. And as there was no one else to pilot the plane, the person jumped in the small plane after someone showed them the controls. The dream ended when the plane headed to the city of the job location. In pondering the dream, the person came to the realization that it would be okay, feeling more relaxed to apply for the job—and they got it! 

“And all will be well.”
~ Julian of Norwich

A person was facing a quandary as to how to respond to a sibling who needed an organ transplant. The person was a match, yet expressed a deep fear of the operation. We talked about the fears and hesitations as well as the positive outcomes of the procedure for the good of the sibling. We met several sessions to allay the fears and feelings. During our sessions, the person made up her mind and heart to proceed with the organ transplant in surrender to God’s will. Later, I received a letter from the directee rejoicing that a donor was selected and the sibling is fine after the transplant. It is in the waiting and openness that the Sacred Presence was there. It was a trust walk!

Where is God when a person lost a job while at the same time experiencing parents’ illness? What a hard struggle to cope with both situations simultaneously. Through listening, affirmation, and offering some pathways, the person, through several sessions, was able to say, “I can do this,” and “these are my strengths,” as well as sharing memories of their parents. Later, I learned that God pulled the person through the trauma. She thanked her God for a job and the strength experienced in the support of friends and family.

It is a blessing to journey with people and witness the goodness of God active in their lives. It is not my doing but it is in God’s hands as we trust God is with us.

Just as in the Emmaus Walk after the Resurrection, “Were not our hearts burning within us as we shared the journey?”

REFLECTION:

Have you been on a directed retreat or met with a spiritual director before?
If so, what blessings did that experience hold?

What do/would you seek in meeting with a spiritual director or in attending a directed retreat?

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  1. Marion Huettner

    Simply BEAUTIFUL article, Marci!! Thank you!

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A Time Away for a Spiritual Vacation: Seeing with New Eyes

Jul 8, 2026 | Inspirational, Our Ministry

By:

Father Mario Domínguez

Franciscan Associate, guatemala

See Spanish translation below — Consulte la traducción al español a continuación

Saving oneself or offering oneself in a pandemic situation. Where is perfect Joy?

It was during the time of the pandemic (Covid-19), when, for preventive measures, confinement in homes was decreed. Commerce stopped; the streets were empty. Church buildings were closed and the sacramental life of the faithful was reduced to virtual participation.

People began to die, among them, dear, irreplaceable friends. We all secluded ourselves. Fear arose, and extreme measures were put in place for distancing to avoid contagion.

In that time of such circumstances and needs, the Word of God appealed to my conscience. Meditating on the quote from Mt. 10:39: "Whoever finds his life will lose it; and whoever loses his life for me will find it," I thought I couldn't stay locked up without taking care of the spiritual needs of the people who needed me. I had to lose my fear and to look for ways to support, accompany, and strengthen them.

In the parish, we began to distribute food until our funds ran out, thinking that the pandemic would last only a short time. The money was indeed depleted, but the pandemic continued.

We began to pray every night, before the exposed Blessed Sacrament. People started to connect with us, sharing their names and their prayers. Some time later, people commented to me how much comfort they received in those moments! The holy hours went on for two years, night after night, as we prayed and prayed.

I began to visit the sick when they requested it and celebrated with them the Sacrament of the Sick. Many had Covid-19, although their relatives preferred to tell me that it was pneumonia. I also offered prayers for the deceased, in funeral homes and in private residences, regardless of ecclesiastical jurisdiction. The important thing was to bring God's comfort.

To administer the Sacrament of Reconciliation, since it was not possible inside the church building, I went out to the atrium, armed with a small screen made of PVC pipes and lined with transparent plastic. On Thursdays and Saturdays, many people came. The two hours, sometimes three, that I dedicated to it were insufficient.

The most painful experiences were: praying and saying goodbye by video call to a parishioner brother, already in agony, and encouraging him in his passing; visiting and giving the last rites and viaticum to a brother priest who died in the early morning; waiting for the body of another brother priest outside the hospital and accompanying him to the grave, with all the restrictions and care imposed by the authorities; and offering the prayers for the deceased for another brother priest from afar, at the entrance to the cemetery, because that was the only way possible.

I also recorded daily meditations for about 150 days and sent them via WhatsApp to all the contacts I had. The purpose was to accompany, strengthen, and encourage. We made some videos with those same topics and posted them on the parish’s Facebook page.

Why do I share all of this? To meditate on the theme of "Perfect Joy" through a personal experience.

In the face of a pandemic and the possibility of contagion and likely death, the logical thing to do is to seclude yourself and to take care of yourself. Yet, the Word of God questioned me so that, at that moment, I could not be afraid. I couldn't "save my life" because that would be to lose it. That made me leave my fears behind and go out and bring God's comfort to sick people and their families.

That experience helped me to live life with greater intensity, to celebrate it every day. It also helped me to be a little freer. Joy arose from letting go of the fear of contagion and death, in this specific situation of the pandemic; and without ceasing to be careful with my health, to see an opportunity to give myself, offering what from my priestly ministry I could give, consolation and the closeness of God. I am thankful for that.

REFLECTION:

Perfect joy is a gratuitous gift. When have you received the capacity to respond positively in a difficult situation?

¿En dónde está la Alegría perfecta?

By:

Padre Mario Domínguez

Franciscan Associate, guatemala

Guardarse u ofrecerse en una situación de pandemia. ¿En dónde está la Alegría perfecta?

 Fue en los tiempos de pandemia (Covid-19), cuando por medidas preventivas, se decretó el confinamiento en las casas. Se detuvo el comercio, las calles quedaron vacías. Los templos se cerraron y la vida sacramental de los fieles se redujo a la participación virtual.

Comenzaron a morir personas, entre ellos, amigos entrañables, insustituibles. Todos nos recluimos. Surgió el miedo, los distanciamientos y medidas para evitar el contagio se hicieron extremas.

 En tales circunstancias y necesidades, la Palabra de Dios, me llamó a la conciencia. Meditando la cita de Mt. 10, 39: “El que encuentre su vida, la perderá; y el que pierda su vida por mí, la encontrará”, pensé que no podía quedarme encerrado sin atender las necesidades espirituales de las personas que las necesitaban. Debía perder el miedo y buscar formas de cómo apoyarles, acompañarlas, y fortalecerles.

 Comenzamos a repartir víveres, con los fondos parroquiales, hasta que se agotaron, pensando que era cosa de poco tiempo. El dinero se agotó y la pandemia siguió.

 Comenzamos a orar, todas las noches, con el Santísimo Sacramento expuesto. Las personas comenzaron a conectarse y a compartir sus nombres y oraciones. Tiempo después, me comentaron, ¡Cuánto consuelo recibieron en aquellos momentos! Las Horas Santas se prolongaron por dos años, noche tras noche, orando, orando.

 Empecé a visitar enfermos, cuando me lo pedían, y darles la unción o extremaunción. Muchos de ellos enfermos de Covid 19, aunque los familiares preferían decirme que era pulmonía. También a ofrecer responsos por los difuntos, en funerarias y en casas, sin importar jurisdicción eclesiástica. Lo importante era llevar el consuelo de Dios.

 Para administrar el Sacramento de la Confesión, puesto que no se podía en el interior del templo, salí al atrio, armado de un pequeño cancel hecho con tubos de pvc y forrado con un naylon transparente. Los días jueves y sábado. Las personas acudieron. Las dos horas, a veces tres, que dedicaba a ello, eran insuficientes.

 Las experiencias más dolorosas fue orar y despedir a un hermano feligrés, que ya estaba en agonía por video llamada, orando y animándole en su trance; visitar y darle la extremaunción y viático a un hermano sacerdote que falleció en la madrugada; esperar el cadáver afuera del hospital a otro hermano sacerdote y acompañarle hasta la tumba, con todas las restricciones y cuidados que imponían las autoridades; y ofrecer un responso, de lejos, porque solo eso se podía, a otro hermano sacerdote en la entrada del cementerio.

 Así también, grabé meditaciones diarias y las enviaba vía wasap, a todos los contactos que tenía, fueron alrededor de 150 días. El fin era acompañar, fortalecer, animar. Hicimos algunos videos con esos mismos temas por el Facebook parroquial.

 Y todo esto, ¿Por qué lo comparto? Para meditar sobre el tema de la “Alegría perfecta” a través de una experiencia personal.

 Ante una pandemia y la posibilidad de contagio y muy probablemente la muerte, lo lógico es recluirse y cuidarse.

 La Palabra de Dios, me cuestionó, que no podía en ese momento, estar con miedo. No podía “guardar mi vida” porque eso era perderla. Eso me hizo perder el miedo, dejar los temores y salir y llevar el consuelo de Dios a las personas enfermas y sus familiares.

 Esa experiencia me ayudó a vivir la vida con mayor intensidad, a celebrarla cada día. También a ser un poco más libre. La alegría surgió de soltar el miedo al contagio y a la muerte en esta situación concreta de la pandemia; y sin dejar de ser cuidadoso con mi salud, ver una oportunidad de darme, ofreciendo lo que desde mi ministerio sacerdotal podía dar: El Consuelo y la cercanía de Dios. Agradecido por eso.

Guardarse u ofrecerse en una situación de pandemia. ¿En dónde está la Alegría perfecta?

 Fue en los tiempos de pandemia (Covid-19), cuando por medidas preventivas, se decretó el confinamiento en las casas. Se detuvo el comercio, las calles quedaron vacías. Los templos se cerraron y la vida sacramental de los fieles se redujo a la participación virtual.

Comenzaron a morir personas, entre ellos, amigos entrañables, insustituibles. Todos nos recluimos. Surgió el miedo, los distanciamientos y medidas para evitar el contagio se hicieron extremas.

 En tales circunstancias y necesidades, la Palabra de Dios, me llamó a la conciencia. Meditando la cita de Mt. 10, 39: “El que encuentre su vida, la perderá; y el que pierda su vida por mí, la encontrará”, pensé que no podía quedarme encerrado sin atender las necesidades espirituales de las personas que las necesitaban. Debía perder el miedo y buscar formas de cómo apoyarles, acompañarlas, y fortalecerles.

 Comenzamos a repartir víveres, con los fondos parroquiales, hasta que se agotaron, pensando que era cosa de poco tiempo. El dinero se agotó y la pandemia siguió.

 Comenzamos a orar, todas las noches, con el Santísimo Sacramento expuesto. Las personas comenzaron a conectarse y a compartir sus nombres y oraciones. Tiempo después, me comentaron, ¡Cuánto consuelo recibieron en aquellos momentos! Las Horas Santas se prolongaron por dos años, noche tras noche, orando, orando.

 Empecé a visitar enfermos, cuando me lo pedían, y darles la unción o extremaunción. Muchos de ellos enfermos de Covid 19, aunque los familiares preferían decirme que era pulmonía. También a ofrecer responsos por los difuntos, en funerarias y en casas, sin importar jurisdicción eclesiástica. Lo importante era llevar el consuelo de Dios.

 Para administrar el Sacramento de la Confesión, puesto que no se podía en el interior del templo, salí al atrio, armado de un pequeño cancel hecho con tubos de pvc y forrado con un naylon transparente. Los días jueves y sábado. Las personas acudieron. Las dos horas, a veces tres, que dedicaba a ello, eran insuficientes.

 Las experiencias más dolorosas fue orar y despedir a un hermano feligrés, que ya estaba en agonía por video llamada, orando y animándole en su trance; visitar y darle la extremaunción y viático a un hermano sacerdote que falleció en la madrugada; esperar el cadáver afuera del hospital a otro hermano sacerdote y acompañarle hasta la tumba, con todas las restricciones y cuidados que imponían las autoridades; y ofrecer un responso, de lejos, porque solo eso se podía, a otro hermano sacerdote en la entrada del cementerio.

 Así también, grabé meditaciones diarias y las enviaba vía wasap, a todos los contactos que tenía, fueron alrededor de 150 días. El fin era acompañar, fortalecer, animar. Hicimos algunos videos con esos mismos temas por el Facebook parroquial.

 Y todo esto, ¿Por qué lo comparto? Para meditar sobre el tema de la “Alegría perfecta” a través de una experiencia personal.

 Ante una pandemia y la posibilidad de contagio y muy probablemente la muerte, lo lógico es recluirse y cuidarse.

 La Palabra de Dios, me cuestionó, que no podía en ese momento, estar con miedo. No podía “guardar mi vida” porque eso era perderla. Eso me hizo perder el miedo, dejar los temores y salir y llevar el consuelo de Dios a las personas enfermas y sus familiares.

 Esa experiencia me ayudó a vivir la vida con mayor intensidad, a celebrarla cada día. También a ser un poco más libre. La alegría surgió de soltar el miedo al contagio y a la muerte en esta situación concreta de la pandemia; y sin dejar de ser cuidadoso con mi salud, ver una oportunidad de darme, ofreciendo lo que desde mi ministerio sacerdotal podía dar: El Consuelo y la cercanía de Dios. Agradecido por eso.

REFLECTION:

La “alegría perfecta” es un don gratuita. ¿Cuándo has recibido la capacidad de responder de manera positiva a una situación difícil?

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    Simply BEAUTIFUL article, Marci!! Thank you!

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