A collection of poems from Carol Bialock
Available from Fernwood Press

A poem she wrote has been translated into multiple languages, set to music, and featured in a best-selling book on spirituality and the twelve steps. But until recently, the author of “Breathing Underwater” has been virtually unknown, and the collection containing that famous poem has never been published. Richard Rohr calls it “stunning”; other writers and poets describe Carol Bialock’s debut collection as “brilliant and luminous”; “lighthearted and holy”; “dynamic, immediate, ecstatic”; “a book of love and God ... bursting into bloom.”

Take the invitation, read these poems, walk this mystic’s path, join this wise woman awhile. –Peg Edera

Honestly, the poetry of Carol Bialock is stunning! – Richard Rohr

Here is a spiritual poetry that offers the reader vivid, dynamic, immediate, ecstatic experience on a human scale. – Katie Peterson

Brilliant and luminous, each poem burns with a quiet, interior light. – Gina Ochsner

This work is lighthearted and holy, whimsical and profound – the fruit of a life spent watching for wonder, the gift of a soul in love with the world. – Bethany Lee

This is a book of love and God in which poet and poem also fuse, bursting into bloom. I want to give it to everyone I know, saying, “Look and see!” – Annie Lighthart

Carol Bialock
I am not a traditional nun. In addition to being a Sister of the Society of the Sacred Heart, I became an ordained Sufi priest, participated in the Dances of Universal Peace, and attended the 1995 United Nations Women’s Conference in Bejiing. In 1968, I was sent to Chile, where I lived for seventeen years, teaching English and serving the miners of Copiapo. I fell in love with the people and the country. When the U.S. government helped overthrow the president and install a dictator, I renounced my U.S. citizenship and became a Chilean citizen. A lifelong activist, I have served in prisons and hospitals around the world, loving those most in need. At age eighty-nine, I now live in a retirement center in Atherton, California, and I continue to serve the poor, take classes, and write poetry.