Longing for Home – Ignatian Spirituality

As I used to be washing the dishes this morning, the music “How Are Things in Glocca Morra?” (sung by Kate Baldwin) got here up on my playlist. This music, from the 1947 musical Finian’s Rainbow, all the time transports me again in time. It was one in all my father’s favourite musicals, and I keep in mind the times, way back, when our household would watch it collectively.

How are issues in Glocca Morra? Is that willow tree nonetheless weeping there? I keep in mind the willow tree outdoors our again door gently swaying within the cool breeze and the scent of lilac blossoms wafting by the air.

Although Glocca Morra could also be a fantastical place in Ireland, the music speaks powerfully to the expertise of anybody who has left dwelling.

Baldwin sings:

How are issues in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook nonetheless leaping there?
Does it nonetheless run all the way down to Donny Cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry, and Kildare?

I’ve seen this dialog performed out lots of of occasions, first with my mother and father after which with the 1000’s of refugees and different immigrants whom I’ve met through the years. This is the dialog that nearly invariably ensues when one who has moved away meets somebody from one’s homeland. Are the roads nonetheless there? Are the landmarks nonetheless there? Somehow, listening to that Route 17 continues to be there or that the lake continues to be there may be extraordinarily satisfying.

It’s actually not in regards to the landmarks and byways, although. There’s far more occurring in these conversations given voice on this music. They reveal a longing for dwelling. Anyone with family that arrived within the U.S. up to now few generations can seemingly recall a time after they sat round remembering how they used to make favourite recipes. The shepherd’s pie, pierogi, lasagna, brats, souvlaki, adobo, pancit, curry, or tibs and kibbeh all the time tasted higher “back home.” Everything was all the time higher “back home.”

The starvation addressed by these conversations is not only in regards to the meals, although, and these conversations usually are not simply for individuals who have moved away from their homelands. There is a common starvation for that place the place our hearts had been full—that place we name “home.” So, as we undergo life, we’re all the time looking for hyperlinks again to that place.

Sometimes, dwelling isn’t a spot however a second in time which felt like dwelling. Perhaps the house we grew up in wasn’t a spot we keep in mind fondly. Sometimes house is one other place, particular person or a gaggle of individuals, or an expertise the place we felt that fullness of coronary heart.

St. Ignatius, who discovered God in all issues, may need seen that the foundation of all these experiences is God. God is there in that swaying willow and lilac-scented breeze. God is there in that mouth-watering chunk of Grandma’s chocolate-chip cookies. God is there within the heat embraces. God is there locally that makes us really feel cherished and supported. God is in all of those experiences of dwelling that go away indelible imprints as they fill our hearts.

This week, put aside a while to recall these moments whenever you felt at dwelling. Savor these reminiscences. Thank God for these moments.

Notice any experiences of dwelling that you’re dwelling with proper now. For me, as I write this, it’s the sound of wind chimes, leaves rustling, and the scent of contemporary laundry hanging dry. My coronary heart is full. What are you noticing within the now? What fills you up and makes you grateful?

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