JUBILARIANS ALL! - Holy Name Province
JUBILARIANS ALL! - Holy Name Province
JUBILARIANS ALL! - Holy Name Province
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Father Max also has a precise internal clock,<br />
knowing to the second how much<br />
time remains on the parking meter.<br />
RETREAT CENTERS<br />
RETREAT OFFERS<br />
PEACE AND RENEWAL<br />
IN MALIBU’S BACKYARD<br />
By Hannah Klodt<br />
Driven nearly insane by the beach traffic,<br />
paparazzi, and price tags of Malibu, I needed<br />
to get away. But I couldn’t go far. My travel<br />
budget was bankrupt. To my surprise, a nocost<br />
getaway beckoned to me just blocks<br />
from my home.<br />
The Serra Retreat Center sign pointed me to<br />
a side street veering off Pacific Coast Highway.<br />
I followed a winding road through a<br />
neighborhood of Malibu’s wealthiest estates.<br />
Atop the hill, I parked and climbed out of my<br />
car. Isolated 1200 feet high above the roar of<br />
Lamborghinis in central Malibu.<br />
The Serra Retreat Center welcomed me with<br />
silence. A colorful marble plaque offered an<br />
introduction, “Serra Retreat Franciscans”. All<br />
that I knew about the Franciscans was that<br />
each believer pledges to poverty. The Retreat<br />
Center’s calm beauty stunned me. Wideeyed,<br />
I felt like Alice in Wonderland. Hillside<br />
gardens in full-bloom boasted birds of paradise,<br />
organ pipe cactus, and honeysuckle.<br />
The grounds’ well-combed sandy walkways<br />
and gardens were free of weeds, paper, and<br />
debris. They showed a loving care anyone<br />
would long for. I walked beneath eucalyptus<br />
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tree overhangs. I admire the holy statues of<br />
the cross. I basked in the peace that I needed<br />
so badly. Views of the Pacific coastline<br />
soothed me. The cool Malibu breeze caressed<br />
my face. Water gurgling down a stone fountain<br />
urged my soul to throw away my worries.<br />
The longer that I relaxed in nature’s simple<br />
beauty, the deeper a strange irony set in. It<br />
dawned on me that I was experiencing a classic<br />
contrast of the ages: peace and poverty<br />
amid pleasure and plenty. Here in Malibu<br />
where cash reins supreme, there is a retreat<br />
that pledges itself to poverty.<br />
How did this come about I sought the answer<br />
in the office of Fr. Warren, resident<br />
and director of the Serra Retreat Center. He<br />
expressed a disappointment: “ 99-percent of<br />
Malibu residents don’t have the foggiest idea<br />
of what we do [at the Retreat Center]. We<br />
want to provide a place of quiet and reflection<br />
to those who are looking for purpose.”<br />
His words lifted me. This is exactly what<br />
I was looking for; a quite place in a city of<br />
commotion. “We want to provide a place<br />
where people seeking peace and tranquility<br />
can find it,” said Father Warren. “We welcome<br />
everybody at the Retreat Center. Our<br />
only hope is to bring a sense of peace and<br />
relaxation to visitors.”<br />
The path to peace is the labyrinth. The<br />
labyrinth gives visitors a way of physically<br />
tracking their reflection. At first glance, the<br />
labyrinth appears to be a maze of stones<br />
leading to a small, white cross. A nearby sign<br />
explains the purpose of this maze. It indicates<br />
that visitors should walk at their own<br />
paces along the path while reflecting on their<br />
individual spiritual journeys. The labyrinth