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Guiseppe Conlon House, Clint Bolik, 2026 A House of Hospitality is so much more than a house. But, in recent months, we have been reminded of material realities. Between warped windows and doors, a roof beam chewed through by squirrels, and even an exploding microwave, life in an old building is not without its challenges. Yet anyone who has spent time in a Catholic Worker house knows that these places are more than just a shelter. Patricia, one of the founders of MSH, a Cath

Moya Barnett on a new Calais house of hospitality

It has been brought to our attention by someone currently incarcerated that British prisons will be producing more equipment for the Ministry of Defence. Prisoners will be making items such as camouflage nets, metal posts, and picket drivers for use by the armed forces. The new plan was created in the context of the UK increasing its military budget. As well as in response to the criticism that too many prisoners spend their days in their cells due to a lack of places in work

Brother Johannes Maertens of London Catholic Worker undertook a pilgrimage for a month to Ethiopia, where he visited Jesuit Refugee Services Ethiopia — this report bears witness to their work of hospitality and hope amidst hardship. Refugees in Ethiopia: Hospitality and Hope Amidst Global Indifference When I arrived at the Jesuit Refugee Services (JRS) office in Addis Ababa, welcomed by country manager Solomon Brahane, I was struck by its scale and vitality. Behind the large

On Holy Thursday, truly a joyful day, I was sitting at the supper table at St. Joseph’s House on Chrystie Street and looking around at all the fellow workers and thinking how hopeless it was for us to try to keep up appearances. The walls are painted a warm yellow, the ceiling has been done by generous volunteers, and there are large, brightly colored ikon-like paintings on wood and some colorful banners with texts (now fading out) and the great crucifix brought in by some a

Adapted from Br Johannes' reflection at our monthly vigil outside the Home Office in February 2026. Le ss than two weeks ago, I was in the refugee camp in Dunkirk, speaking with a young man from West Africa. He told me how he had tried to cross from Libya to Italy on a small boat—perhaps a fishing boat. The crossing went wrong. In the middle of the Mediterranean, people around him were crying, fading away, slipping into the deep cold silence. He and fourteen others survived.