Not that this is an everyday occurrence, but in case anyone needs to know what to do if a voodoo head is placed on one's property, nothng is instructed further by the priest (this one a canon lawyer) that besides the holy water on the voodoo head and prayer, such an object must be disposed of by burning.
Tomorrow nothing will wrap it in a cloth, use lighter fluid, and pray while it hopefully burns. Then the ashes will be buried near the statue of St. Michael the Archangel (nothing's inclination) in the Mary Gardens of Agnus Dei Hermitage.
It is all rather a straightforward and simple matter, with prayers on-going for souls.
Am reading a chapter about St. Hugh of Lincoln, 12th c. Carthusian-later-called-to-Bishopry. His life piques the interest for a full volume biography of St. Hugh, coming in a week or so. One aspect read in this chapter is St. Hugh's admiration and inspiration of St. Bruno's great library of spiritual books at the Grande Chartreuse. When St. Hugh was sent to England to begin a charterhouse there, he, too, developed an outstanding library of spiritual books. Some hermits do this. Even in our times, collections of scarce books, particularly on the spiritual life and hermits--ought to be maintained by some, for future readers. Seems a reasonable endeavor.
Nothing hopes that at some point, perhaps Agnus Dei can be donated to the Diocese for future hermits to utilize. But, whatever God wills. Perhaps nothing will need to eventually sell books and religious items and the hermitage itself, to pay for end-of-life care. Hermits are on their own, financially and with health care needs. Allows, truly, for more detachment and aids in reliance upon God alone.
Without health insurance (nothing is uninsurable), nothing accepts that it will die "the old-fashioned way"--unless a sudden end comes blessedly and unexpectedly. Haven't yet read how St. Hugh dies....
[In Medieval Mary Gardens, Gaillardia, pictured here, were called "Our Lady's Eyes.]
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