I would have loved it had the Cardinal from Boston made the cut. That would have been a kick. A Pope who was a Red Sox fan. Imagine that one. So,when I heard the news yesterday while in Boston, I was disappointed until......I spoke to my husband who told me that he will be called Francis and it all changed.
Four kilometers away, nestled in a 250 meter climb of Mt. Subasio, lies the exquisitely serene and beautiful Eremo delle Carceri. It was a favorite place of contemplation and prayer for Francis and his followers. It was there that he communicated with the animals.
At the entrance, there's a big sign that asks that visitors observe a simple request: Be silent.
Why do I have a feeling that the silence has been broken, that there is a cacophony coming from the flapping of wings, the chirping of birds and the beating of warm hearts.
Francis. You earned the honor that has been centuries in the making and I'm flapping my wings in a way I have never.
Pax et Bonum!
http://saintfranciswalk.blogspot.com/2010/06/eremo-delle-carcere.html (for some lovely videos of the Eremo)