Now we have arrived in Steyl, checked into our rooms, unpacked our bags, stowed the boxes with all kinds of supplies.

At dinner, the mood was cheerful, but still... Some sisters have been to chapters umpteen times, but this is my first time as a capitular. I wonder what is in store for me?

In any case, a card with Sieger Köder's "Mirjam took the kettledrum in her hand" welcomed me in my room. Already a foretaste of tomorrow's day of reflection? Or a harbinger for the entire chapter? More in the sense of "we bang the drum" or rather "all to the praise of God"?

We will experience it.