Last week I learned that my spiritual director, Donita Harris, died from cancer.
About two and a half years ago I decided I would try spiritual direction again after a long hiatus. Donita was recommended to me, and after our first conversation it was clear she was someone from whom I could learn much.
A good spiritual director helps you listen to the deepest parts of yourself, and Donita was good.
We would meet every couple months in her home on the southeast side of Columbus. I loved the room. The artwork on the walls spoke of the African and feminine cords...