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Lois and Hilda were sisters of my father’s grandmother. It might be that she made such a powerful impression on me because she reminds me of my Aunt Lois and Aunt Hilda, about whom I’ve written a number of times over the years. Whatever one thinks of women’s ordination - I think it’s impossible for us Orthodox, but the Anglicans can do what they want - Helen has a pastoral gift that might be more powerful than any I have ever seen. She has a rare gift of being able to speak with casual cheerfulness about profound things. And then when she sat down to talk with me from time to time about life in Christ, her words were always deep, wise, and comforting - in fact, comforting because deep and wise. It was really something to see, how much passion she poured into making us all feel at home and cared for. Over the past few days, I’ve watched Helen oversee people coming and going from her house, feeding us, taking her kids to their activities, running a lodger to the doctor, and so forth. Today, she is vicar of the countryside parish of Bassingbourn, which dates back at least to the 13th century.
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In an earlier time and place, she would have been a great abbess of a vast and famous monastery. I sure needed to hear what she had to say. We stood down by the river and she spoke to me about it with directness and pastoral compassion in equal measure. She knew about my divorce situation from her husband, with whom I have been friends for several years.
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Helen told me of her plans to build a chapel there, and to keep working to make it a real center of art and healing in Christ. I’m an ardent Francophile in most things, but on gardens, I much prefer to messy English approach to the Cartesian severity of the French style. One of the best things about England is their gardens. When I arrived there earlier this week, Helen took me on a walk through their back garden. (I’ve added her as a subscriber to this newsletter, so I know she will be reading this and will probably be embarrassed by my praise, but sometimes one has to push on ascetically through such trials.) The place and its people are so welcoming, and I think it’s mostly down to Helen. She and James, and their two children, host Christian student boarders in their house, and have built a kind of Benedict Option community there. She is the daughter of a prominent Anglican bishop, the late Simon Barrington-Ward, and is herself an Anglican parish priest.
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James Orr is one of the bravest men in British public life - for instance, he led the resistance to the university’s attempt to crush free speech and keep Jordan Peterson from speaking there - but Helen is the happy genius of their household. I have to tell you, their rambling home on the banks of the river Cam, north of the town, is an oasis of peace and Benedictine hospitality.
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The further good news is that I’ll be returning to The Moorings, the Cambridge home of my friends James and Helen Orr, who hosted me there this week. The good news is that I will now have more time to write. Further bad news: my research trip to France is now impossible, because I can’t get anywhere into the EU without a visa. Still, I have to go back to the UK and appeal to the Austrian Embassy in London for a visa. Totally my fault! And the border police were actually very nice about it. I’m on my way back to England, having been deported by the Austrian authorities when I tried to return to Vienna last night. You readers are going to get two of these today. Though I am unhappy to be a displaced person (I’m in the UK, waiting on getting a visa to get back to Europe), graces abound. I use the newsletter to focus on spiritual, religious, and aesthetic interests - which is to say, no culture-warring or politics. What follows is the text of my last two Substack newsletters, to which you can subscribe here. I wanted to share with you some good news, for once.