Silence is my deepest prayer, my longing,and my monastery.
Silence has been my companion, my trusted friend.
She walked beside me in the forest and the busy streets of NYC.
She brought comfort, in times of pain and deep confusion.
She offers her refuge, always.
In silence I feel one with God.

Silence is more than the absence of sound or physical movement. Silence is a place within us, deeply personal, allowing us to contemplate our lives with great awareness. We are invited to drop into a place rich and nourishing. In silence we meet our Self, our true nature, the divine, God. Silence is awareness, truth, and consciousness. In silence our minds are quiet and we simply are; as R.S. Thomas puts it so beautifully, “the silence holds with its gloved hand the wild hawk of the mind.” In silence there is no “other,” no separation, only deep listening and letting go.

To find those moments of interior silence in our daily life, to contemplate, pray, and meditate helps us to center and connect with the home within. It takes spiritual discipline to awaken and cultivate those moments of stillness and silence.

And yet once we have established a practice of silence we can reconnect with ourselves and the divine independent of outer circumstances. To pray in silence, to be still and listen deeply allows for the awakened heart to emerge and the whispers of the divine to be received.

Silence offers her refuge at all times, how come we so rarely accept her invitation?