The #1 reason to join us in Poland

support I didn't know I needed

Hi sister,

Confession (not the sacramental kind): I know what it’s like to be searching for a Catholic community you can feel a part of and just leave feeling…flat. Remind me to tell you about the time I showed up to what I had understood to be a Bible study but was actually just a bunch of women talking about how much they hated both their husbands and the teachings of the church (ironically, one of them turned to me and started talking about how sexist JP2 was. Sometimes God just puts you in the exact conversations you’re meant to be in. 🤣)

That’s why I’m desperate to create a space in the world—not on the internet, but in the living, breathing world—where women can show up 110% themselves, with scrappy hearts and desperate prayers and a heart for Jesus. Where the sole agenda is this: how can we love God and our neighbor better? And then, I want us all to leave that mountaintop and be the faithful feminists we’re being called to be. Forces for change. Shoulders to cry on. Christian girls who know their shit and have a community and experience to draw inspiration from.

Last October I flew to go see a friend from the first Catholic Feminist Pilgrimage with some other friends from our trip to France and I cried at a winery. That—that is what I’m looking for.

Maybe you are, too.

So I’m popping in your inbox to remind you that we had a last-minute cancellation for our October pilgrimage, meaning there’s still a spot left for you.

You, weary wanderer, never fitting into the political boxes they try to shove you in (and feeling like most people who say that these days are actually…also in that box? And kind of tricking you into thinking they understand before explaining why actually, this political party is really really really the perfect one?)

You, Catholic feminist, wanting to end female oppression across the globe while also believing firmly that men and women are inherently different.

You, bleeding heart, who accidentally brings up things like intimate partner violence and rape as a battlefield tactic in polite dinner company.

Yeah, you could just go to Poland any old time. It isn’t going anywhere. JP2’s house? The Divine Mercy image? It’s not like these are limited-time experiences. But imagine going with 30 of your new best friends, who know exactly how you feel and want to pray with you through it.

Even now, if you’re like “well I really love what Saint John Paul the Great had to say about sexual ethics, but I also feel more-than-a-little squirmy about how he responded to the church sexual abuse crisis, and I desperately want to open my heart to God but like…what if he totally wrecks it and asks me to do something crazy?!”

…this is the trip for you.

Our GroupMe is already rockin’ and rollin’, and we leave in two months! That means time is running out for you to snag your spot. I would absolutely love to show you the beautiful country of Poland and talk about Edith Stein over beer in the pub.

In Christ,

Claire