I spent part of this morning meeting with my spiritual director. I have been meeting with the same wonderful Sister of Notre Dame du Namur for the past 12 years, an hour every month or so. The title of director is very misleading, since there is no directing involved. Instead we chat about what has been going on in my life in all of its aspects. Occasionally she or I will identify a specific moment when God seemed most present. But there is no pressure to be “spiritual,” because all of my life matters both to me and to her.
Spiritual direction has found its way into Protestant circles in recent years, but it has been a Catholic tradition for centuries. It is a recognition, I think, that we all need to have a chance to consciously reflect on our lives with a caring person. Not therapy in the mental health sense, spiritual direction is more the opportunity to have a companion along the way.
I am extremely grateful to Sister Virginia, who just turned 80. May she continue to walk with me as long as we each are able.