Many people refer to me as a nun. Strictly speaking that is not correct. A nun lives in a monastery and the group I joined were starting to live and move among the ordinary people of the day. Our correct moniker is sister and I rather like to think that is how we live our lives, being sister to others.
My order, group of religious sisters, was started to live as religious sisters had not lived before. We were founded in Australia to be with the people in the outback and moved with them, wherever they went.
Religious life formation was rather a protracted affair as we were of the post-Vatican era and therefore caught on the cusp of changes. After eight years of training, including three years at Wellington Teachers College as the first religious/catholic sister to be trained there, I spent a number of years thoroughly enjoying my ministry of teaching in primary schools in the lower North Island.
Then it was off to Papua New Guinea as a volunteer for seven years. That was where I think I came of age! The isolation, cultural differences and numerous challenges taught me to rely more on my God and to tap into my own inner strength.
On returning to Aotearoa I was very involved in Josephite affairs at a leadership level, bi-cultural studies and retraining for ministry in Aotearoa New Zealand.
The result of that training sees me today enjoying great job satisfaction and a real sense of contributing to society in my ministry as a counsellor, therapeutic massage practioner, and clinical supervisor. My ministry brings me into contact with people from all walks of life and I feel richly blessed by this.
A love of the outdoors and my garden help me to live a well-balanced life. One of my developing passions is photography, particularly of natural scenes and this interest heightens my awareness of, and gratitude for, the beauty of creation.