Dom Bernardo Bonowitz
On 19 January Dom Bernardo passed into eternity. His contribution to the monastic order was huge. A learned man, he has left writings that will endure. His vocational trajectory fascinates. His abbatial legacy continues to hear fruit. Above all, though, the course of his final years moves me to take off my shoes, conscious of being in the presence of Mystery. At Dom Bernardo’s funeral, Fr Isaac Slater said that ‘the symptom [of Lewy Body Dementia] he found most difficult was the “mutism” which left him unable to speak. More than once I saw him chatting away on the phone with a friend or loved one—conversations that brought him so much joy and encouragement— then just a few minutes later speechless and filled with dread. He was such a talker—a charmer, a storyteller, a comedian—that losing the ability to speak was especially painful. Once when he had said barely a word for maybe six or seven months, he indicated that he’d like me to read to him and selected Wordsworth’s Prelude. I started to read and paused after some time to see if he wanted me to continue. He gestured for me to read on and after about forty-five minutes, he began to speak. It was like a kind of miracle. He spoke for three hours touching on all that was most delicate and difficult in his condition.’ You can read Fr Isaac’s text in its entirety here.
