As I write this, I have Pentecost on my mind. The image of crimson calla lilies curling like flames at the feet of a statue of Our Lady in my local parish, her gaze turned downward, remains with me still. Mary, full of grace. Mary, on fire. Images such as this bring me back to the questions that have led me to create this web magazine: What does it mean to be a Catholic woman? What does it mean to simultaneously embody the graceful obedience of the Mother of the Church and the flame-like fervor of her Magnificat?
