Now the silence.
Now the peace.
Now the empty hands uplifted.
From a hymn by Jaroslav J. Vajda
On a silent retreat words spoken aloud are in the context of worship and spiritual direction.
For an introvert like me this is not that big a challenge. Of course when I include silence from social media, that becomes my stretching place.
The spiritual practice of silence doesn’t stop the chatter and foolishness in my head. That’s why fasting from all but spoken holy words is essential. Surrounding myself with words that are windows and doorways into God is an opportunity to shape the murmurings in my mind into words that are more compassionate, full of loving kindness, and appreciative joy.
Off to Diurnum (noonday prayers). Time to get another mind full of the. holy.
House of Grace 