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I work as a teacher, poet and spiritual director at a number of institutions in the DC area. My teaching focuses in various ways on writing, poetry, Spirituality and Christian vocation and ministry - especially from the point of view of the laity. I also offer classes and retreats encouraging people to explore their inner lives, engage their creativity and reflect on their beliefs about God, vocation, and how we can discern and pursue new ways to transform our broken world. I enjoy speaking of faith in the secular academy as well as reminding those preparing for ministry in the Church that our primary purpose is to love and serve the world beyond the church's doors. I love helping people to grow in faith and to find their own voices, and I also love encouraging them to use their minds. I see no contradiction between these impulses, believing as I do that faith, reason and creativity work together.

Kefa Cafe -- for Anne

Kefa Café

I didn’t plan to start the day this way
But someone broke the window of my car
Scattered shards of broken glass across my snowy driveway.
Shattered all my hopes for the rich and welcome day
Of poetry and friends that I had planned.

Instead, a day of phone calls and insurance
‘Til I could leave the car to be repaired.
While it was there, I walked, brisk and free,
Through blustery downtown streets, until I came
To settle at the Kefa Café.

The owner, recognizing me, invited my story,
Listened with a wisdom I recognized, and said,
“Twice before, this same thing has happened
To me.  “The first time, I fumed, ‘Why me?’
And lost the day in fretting.
The second time it happened, I said, ‘Maybe God
Didn’t want me on the road today.’ And I relaxed.”

I found a favorite table , its bright chintz cloth
Cheerful with a print of hot pink poppies.
Sat down, and breathed in the warm brown scent
of espresso, brewing for me.
My hostess brought the steaming latte I had ordered:
“This is on the house today,” she said.
And I had begun to write this poem.

Kathy Staudt
(copyright Kathleen Henderson Staudt 2009 – please use only by permission)

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