


“Encouraged by a poem, I went to my backyard and placed myself, belly down, on Earth. I was grieving the death of my mom. I connected to Gaia, Mother Earth, aware of all the ways she holds, tends and nurtures me. I let my grief pour out in tears and whispers to the only mother I have left. Knowing that all is interconnected and nothing ever dies but changes, I reached out to connect with that specific love I experienced as my mom.

“This is the time of year when Catholics and many other cultures remember all saints, all souls and all our ancestors. As a descendant of white colonizers, I inherited and was conditioned in the worldview of white, “Christian,” cis/heteronormative/able-bodied male supremacy through violent authoritarian domination. (Christianity was co-opted by the Emperor Constantine. A different kind of Christianity emerged that aligned with the Empire instead of the Kin(g)dom of God.) Growing up, I was enculturated into the empire’s story of Jesus, where connection to my ancestors wasn’t an option and, if it was, a forbidden and evil option. ” — Sister Corbin Hannah, SP
Enjoy Sister Corbin’s latest piece in Global Sisters Report, “Ancestral connections and the love that shapes us”