Wednesday, November 13, 2013

A New Chapter Pt. 2

It all happened too fast. 

I tried to figure out what in the hell was happening after an unsuccessful attempt to fall asleep. It was 3:00am and I was frustrated that I couldn’t get comfortable in the driver’s seat of my car. I couldn’t put the seat down, or even lean it back, because my entire back seat was stuffed with my belongings. So was the passenger seat. I had a t-shirt acting as a curtain on my driver’s side window to keep the headlights of the big rigs out of my face. Of course, that made it way to hot in my car. It was July and I was in Texas, and apparently the rest area my dad and I had pulled over at was situated in the most active mosquito spawning area in the USA. If the windows were up, I was sweating to death. If the windows were down, I was being eaten alive by mosquitos.

Monday, November 11, 2013

A New Chapter: Pt. 1






Mom and I the day before I left for Saint Meinrad, 2011
I have not written in a very long while.

I would like to talk about how my time at Saint Meinrad wrapped up in the last semester, and how I got to say goodbye to the place that means the most to me and the people who have been like a second family. I would like to be able to say that I accomplished all my goals and that I am living out a life congruent with the past 6 years of theological studies I have under my belt.

The short story here is that in early May my mother, who had been suffering from lung cancer for just over a year, had become paralyzed from the waste down when the cancer spread to her spine. She called me home to take care of her. I left Saint Meinrad suddenly and mostly unnoticed early on a Sunday morning. My last memory of that place was me pulling out of the parking lot as the bells rang for Lauds.

I didn't know how much longer my mom had to live as I made the 11 hour drive across Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, North Carolina, and finally to my destination in South Carolina. So many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Where am I going? What am I doing? Can I do it? How does this work? I didn't know. I had no clue.

Friday, March 8, 2013

Bonnaroo Bound!


As most of my friends and family already know...I am going to Bonnaroo this year!

I grew up in the late 90s as a kid plugged into things like MTV and VH1. Through them, I was aware of these awesome alternative rock music festivals like Lollapalooza. When I was old enough to have my own personality and taste in music - right around the time that bands like Better than Ezra, Presidents of the United States, Pearl Jam, Smashing Pumpkins, and Green Day were blaring out of my stereo as I tried to record them for my mixtapes - I was ever-aware of these magical places where people ran around in the mud, wearing bucket hats and neon shorts, rocking out to awesome music. I wanted to go oh so badly. For whatever reason...I had to reach age 27 to finally put my foot down and buy a ticket to a festival!

Holy crap, I'm going to see a Beatle!
After doing some research, Bonnaroo is the place for me this summer. Bonnaroo, aka ‘Roo, seems like the wild lovechild of Lollapalooza and Woodstock. Camping out in the middle of nowhere on a farm in Tennessee for four days listening to music spanning all genres of Rock, Folk, Hip Hop, and Electronic music. This year’s headliners include Paul McCartney, Mumford and Sons, and Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers among dozens and dozens of more acts. Yes, Paul McCartney!

Monday, January 7, 2013

Ask the Suaso: My Life on the Hill


I joined the internet community Reddit this past week. Within Reddit there are hundreds, maybe thousands, of subreddits, each dedicated to a specific thing. One is called “AMA” which means Ask Me Anything. I decided to post there and give Redditors a chance to Ask Me Anything about my life on the Hill.

 I began with a statement informing the subreddit that I am the only female living on campus (besides a couple of teaching sisters), and that the place I live is a Monastery for monks, Seminary for men becoming priests, and School of Theology for folks like me. I got some interesting questions from a lot of people about life on campus and a few issues of theology, and I thought I would share those questions, and my answers, on this blog. Some Q and A’s have been slightly edited for the sake of brevity/continuity. 

A disclaimer before you continue: Keep in mind that, especially when I say “my opinion”,  that many aspects of my answers are simply my opinion. Please don’t identify my opinion (no matter how good or bad) with the opinions of anyone affiliated with my school or the monastery. They have their own opinions, and these are my own!

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Violence & Human Nature

The following post was written by my father, Timothy B. Suaso, as a letter to the editor of The Herald, the newspaper for my hometown of Rock Hill, SC. He gave me permission to share it before The Herald has a chance to review it, edit the life out of it, and possibly print it.

So soon, so many have fallen back into the rut of gun control verses gun ownership as though from the tongues of common men to the highest offices of power, there were no hope for an original thought on how to insure safety in our society. Almost immediately the cry is for a ban on assault rifles. 

In our modern society there really is no need for any type of gun for daily survival so ban all of them. Once they are banned however, there will be some stark realities that we will be left to deal with. Namely, that in this modern society of ours, banning guns of any type will not eliminate guns from our society. No amount of laws or gun control will stop people from having guns. So to those of you who feel compelled to “just do something” simply because you feel that something must be done, I say to you: no, you do not need to do anything except allow those who have the ability to think rationally and logically to save you and your children from the folly of your sentiments.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Zombies vs Saints


The following is a homily given by a monk of Saint Meinrad, Fr. Christian Raab, OSB at the Catholic University of America for All Saints Day/All Souls Day. As a fan of zombies and someone who takes her Catholic faith seriously, I found Fr. Christian's insights into the world of  zombies very fascinating. His contrast of the characteristically selfish zombie-horde to the defiantly selfless nature of the Communion of Saints is particularly well developed. With his permission, I am posting this for everyone's enlightenment, but also because as "many people as possible should be told they are in danger of becoming zombies", as he puts it.  No need to stock up on survival gear just yet, but you'll get his point as you read the following.

 Zombies are everywhere: The walking dead. The talking Dead. Shawn of the Dead. Dead Set. World War Z. Resident Evil One through Five. 3,000 people in Brighton England dress up like zombies and lumber as a mob through the metro center. Hundreds of kids at Catholic U and colleges everywhere play a game called zombies versus humans. The Center for Disease control has issued a memo explaining how to prepare for the event of a zombie apocalypse, and even Jane Austin’s classic Pride and Prejudice has been rewritten “now with ultra violent zombie mayhem.” Zombies are not just in your head. Zombies are everywhere.

And zombies scare us. They scare us with their dented faces and dirty clothes, their sunken eyes, eroding skin, and exposed jaws. They are terrifying in the way they move, with outstretched arms, slow sledging steps, feet ever burdensome to move, and yet still somehow they manage, or almost manage to catch you, to eat you and make you one of them.

But zombies aren’t just fun fiction. They scare us because they represent something real, something real that is really to be feared. The zombie scares us because the zombie is us. It is what we fear becoming, or what we fear we’ve become.