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Hike for Hospice-A New Twist on an Old Format

Name almost any charity and you’ll likely learn about a fund raising walk to accompany its financial needs. This year, St. Joseph’s Hospice London spiced up the “walk” format and netted over $25,000.00. The enticing switch-up included a starting point which branched into a number of north London hiking paths of various duration. If you missed this year’s sunny Sunday event, be sure to take part next year. There were various levels at at which people could participate. Sister Dorothy Ann Howley (pictured at the right) found the perfect costume for her participation in the "Turtle Toddle" hike path!

  • Turtle Toddle – 2k paved walkway accompanied by a mascot
  • Hare Hop – 2.5k crushed gravel path
  • Hare Raiser – 5k more challenging path through the woods
  • Deer Dash – 7.5 run/walk for the fleet footed

Adding to the excitement were cheerleaders along the routes and nature and fitness challenges. The big finale included food and drink for all, entertainment and special honouring of the walk/run winners and major pledge raisers. Of course everyone was a winner from those who joined in the joy of knowing that their contribution will help to support the wonderful, compassionate work of Hospice and to supplement their ongoing programs that help to ease the lives of all who find themselves in need of comfort and support when facing palliative situations. Be sure to join Hike for Hospice in 2015!

View more photos from the Hike for Hospice event HERE.

Jean Moylan CSJ

Nothing Elitist About It

More and more thinkers, activists and scientists alike are recognising the link between the personal and the global. The movement of evolutionary consciousness calls for deepened personal responsibility for moving beyond the places of impasse in our shared life on the planet.

Let’s Celebrate!

Lights, camera, action! On Saturday we celebrated 245 years of service to the people of God.  Sisters Josepha Zimmer (75 years), Thecla Martens (70 years), Mary Sharon Kennedy (50 years) and Diane Naud (50 years).  God certainly loves diversity!

Each of these women has graced our Community in a multitude of ways. Their gifts cover a variety of ministries from culinary arts, hospitality, nursing, teaching to missionary outreach. It seems God has covered all contingencies.

We are a mishmash of ages and talents. Who would believe that so many women could co-exist and have never heard of “murder in the nunnery”, at least not physically. Perfect we’re not, but we are all striving for the same goal.

They say that variety is the spice of life. God looked on us and said “this is good – very good. They will leave “my” mark on the world.”

On the day of Jubilee we celebrate not only the jubilarians but the CSJ Community as a whole. Our lives are forever intertwined. There is a felt bond when we have occasions like this to celebrate.

Earlier this week we felt together the sudden loss of Sister Anne Antaya. Last Sunday morning she was theEucharistic Minister for the Sisters in the Care Centre and at three o’clock Monday morning she passed from this life into eternal life. As a Community we journeyed together through the shock and into the celebration of Sister Anne’s life.

As the saying goes “We have the whole enchilada.” We are so blessed and called to bless many. With the privileges comes responsibility. Our Jubilarians and Sister Anne have shown us the way We rejoice and give thanks. Sisters Josepha Zimmer, Thecla Martens, Mary Sharon Kennedy, Diane Naud, and Anne Antaya pray for us.

“Live out your life with one desire only: to be always what God wants you to be, in nature, grace and glory for time and eternity” (Maxim 73).

Barbara Vaughan CSJ

Photo of Jubilarians from L-R: Sisters Diane Naud, Thecla Martens, Josepha Zimmer and Mary Sharon Kennedy. 
Second photo: Sister Anne Antaya 

My Body Knows How to Die

The current debate about redefining euthanasia as a ‘medical aid in dying’ has prompted me to draw from my social work experience with persons in the end-of-life stages and surface the following considerations.

If my life’s path is to take me through death’s portal by a prolonged terminal illness, I can trust my body’s biological wisdom to know how to prepare itself and how to carry through my Creator’s given design. While I am capable of making health care decisions or while I am legally capable of instructing another on my wishes (Living Will), I can make my end of life decisions. I can allow my body to embrace the dying process when being healed is no longer a possibility. Stephen Levine, poet and writer, known for his work on death and dying, captures this concept in asserting that one can choose to allow the body to heal itself into death when healing into life is no longer anticipated.

Medical advances can seek to prolong my life as if life did not have its already determined span. Loved ones might want to use all available means to keep me physically among them. However, when the time for me to die has come, I believe my body will know. It will gradually signal its inability to take in food or liquid or to even breathe. Lack of food or liquid in a terminal phase is not painful for the body. Breathing can be eased with oxygen.

"It is important to remember that as the physical body is dying, the vital organs are shutting down, and nourishment is no longer required to keep them functioning. This is the wisdom of dying, and the body knows exactly what to do." (Hawaii's Hospice and Palliative Care Organization)

One might consider doing violence to life’s natural processes by asking another person to end one’s life because the anticipated pain associated with terminal illness is unbearable. Not just the physical pain but the encompassing pain that is physical, spiritual, mental, and emotional. Individuals might mistakenly want to be euthanized, to have another end their lives, unaware that death will occur naturally by simply allowing the body to shut down in its own way. 

What I actually need from medical professionals and my loved ones is not to do violence to my dying process by ending my life, by euthanizing me, but to help me bear well with the manifestations of pain through appropriate pain management and attention to my physical, spiritual, emotional status. I need to know with certainty that appropriate pain management and the best palliative care will be in place for me as well as everyone else, just as they are right now for a number of people, albeit a fortunate few.[1]

If I happen to be demented at the end of my life, my hope remains the same. However, I know that some will question my quality of life. What if simply being alive until the natural end of my days is quality of life for me?

Should not the debate be about the provision of the best palliative care for everyone rather than about a law that would redefine euthanasia as medical aid?

Nicole Aubé CSJ

Note:

[1] The Canadian Hospice Palliative Care Association in its May 2010 Fact Sheet states that 16%-30%  of Canadians who die [depending on where they reside]have access to or receive hospice palliative and end of life care. Canada ranks ninth in an international “Quality of Death” index released July 14, 2010.

 

 

 


 

Manhattan or Underwear?

Last week a friend asked what I would like to do for my birthday. I suggested lunch and shopping as I needed underwear and nightgowns! When I returned to home, I laughed out loud – underwear and nightgowns! Can you imagine! This started me thinking back to the years of other significant birthday celebrations which always began with a Manhattan or two, hors d’oeuvres, and a wonderful dinner with dessert with friends and co-workers.

Another was my forty-fifth birthday celebration. I was living with one of our Sisters who had three older sisters. They planned a dinner with a special cake. They also invited the two priests with whom we shared ministry. We began with a leisurely Manhattan (happy hour) and a home cooked dinner with all the trimmings. To close off the meal out came a fancy cake with candles and “Happy Birthday” written on it. Of course I was asked to cut the first piece of cake. Much to my surprise they had decorated a large “sponge!”

“Birth Days” – no matter how you celebrate them, God’s gift is the same “I love you with an everlasting love.”

Thinking about birthdays brings to mind many faces and places. Some friends are now celebrating in heaven and it gives cause to remember them and know they are still “presents” to us as well as those who are still travelling the earthly journey with us.

I invite you to do some reminiscing about celebrating your “Birth Day.” Each year is different but it is always the gift of life that we celebrate.

So if it be a Manhattan or underwear year – Celebrate.

Barbara Vaughan, CSJ