Nun better

In another life, I would have become a nun. Years back I gave God an ultimatum: unless You point the right man in my way, I have every intention of becoming a nun.

My life didn’t go that way. But if it had, the good ladies in the following clip are what I would like to have become:



This poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins has spoken to me ever since I first read it when I was 17.


(a nun takes the veil)

I HAVE desired to go
      Where springs not fail,
To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail
    And a few lilies blow.
    And I have asked to be         5
      Where no storms come,
Where the green swell is in the havens dumb,
    And out of the swing of the sea.


It speaks to me of a mind and heart that seek sanctuary from itself and peace where peace inside cannot be found.

I’d like it read at my funeral.

by Viv