There is a beautiful pain in what Marilynne Robinson calls the use of solitude as an antidote for loneliness. Sitting here alone, watching the mass of humanity around me, is almost sacramental. I bless them all. But what worth does my blessing have? To anyone? Thomas à Kempis writes that, while we must forgive others,… Read More Writing from Greenbelt.
Where is it that we are when we pray? We are, obviously, in the place where we are. However, we are often in many places. We are saying to ourselves ‘I should be somewhere else’ or ‘I should be someone else’ or ‘I am not where I say I am’. In prayer, to begin where… Read More Spiritual Ennui
I’m an extrovert by nature. I love people, conversation, and being sociable in general. But, for the past week, I’ve lived in a community where conversation has been forbidden in the name of silent retreat. I only observed the silence fully for 2 days, which in theory meant no social media, as well as no… Read More Silence and Privilege
Over the past 2 days, I’ve been joining the sisters in a silent retreat. I’ve taken the opportunity to revive an interest in photography which has been dormant for several years. Here are some of the fruits of yesterday’s labours: I still can’t quite believe I get to call this place home.