What Silence Reveals
My recent week at a monastery was my third time going on silent retreat. The first two, one in Maine […]
retreats
Blending in
One of the pleasures of my time on retreat was settling into the rhythm of the liturgy of the hours,
Confession
Twenty-four hours into the silence I was settling into that pattern of staring off into space in thoughtlessness, then ‘coming
Breakfast at the monastery
On silent retreat, dining halls are often set up with rows of seats and tables all facing out the window,
Performing Life
How often are you acting like yourself, instead of being yourself? That was a question I confronted during the first silent retreat