time management with the monks
One mile south of Georgia O'Keefe's beloved Ghost Ranch in New Mexico, thirteen miles down a cliff-hugging dirt road in the heart of Chama Canyon, you will find Christ In The Desert. The Benedictine Monastery is cloister to about twenty monks. I'd fantasized about retreating to the remote monastery for about fifteen years. And when I finally made the white-knuckling drive to the end of the long road and saw that adobe-anchored cross kissing the sky, I felt ... Home.
The peace. The humility. The sheer devotion. Getting to Christ In The Desert was a pilgrimage that my cells thirsted for. It's worth mentioning here that I considered being a nun when I was about six years old. Then I learned what celibacy was and heard that there was a lot of cleaning involved in convent life, and I asked Jesus for his forgiveness because I just knew I wasn't going to make the cut. I decided I wanted my own variety show, like Cher. Religion, cabaret...it's all a kind of intense theater of passion.
I arrived just in time for prayer. The monks sing their prayers. Glorious Gregorian chants echoed against the baked clay walls. My heart swelled. Tho' the heavy sin-trip of the Psalm wasn't lost on me, I was swept away by the beauty of it all. And I so needed to be swept away. When the chants concluded and the monks filed out behind the tabernacle, I was able to be alone in the chapel for a long, sweet time. I thought about hope - which I have a very cantankerous relationship with. And I thought about priorities of the most divine kind. My priorities have been bumping against each other for a while now - clanking around and grinding down my heart. The focus of my trip was to put my so called priorities on the altar. Smash few. Polish some. Reorganize them to sync with my soul.
"Above all, prayer holds the first place in the monk's day and nothing must be preferred to this activity. Prayer involves coming into contact with divine life, in openness to the mystery of love which is written in our hearts." The monks are encouraged to stop their chores if they feel inspired to pray. The passion to pray comes before work and all other tasks. The Brothers pray seven times in day in collective chanting and in solitude. Seven times a day.
So many mornings I have chosen email over meditation. I let deadlines rank over a stretch or a cuddle or a glass of water swallowed slowly and appreciated. I override the call to feel myself - the call to pray, or meditate, or be fully awake. Prayer comes in all forms and each one spoken brings grace to the day.
Thank you. Yes. Have mercy. Keep them safe. How lovely. Courage, please. I love you.
Our hearts are the altars. Ours days, when lived awake, are another chance to know the joys of what matters most. Attend first to the divine and the work at hand becomes art.
Tune in tomorrow for Part II of my monastery adventures...
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This is a beautiful, inspiring piece of writing. So many phrases filled with song and poetry. I don't know if this will sound mad, but your writing reached the part of me that musicals do; it sang and danced today.
I nearly cried when I read the part about choosing email over meditation. I headed straight to my computer today when my heart was really craving some spiritual house-cleaning and a rest.
Thank you, Danielle. I'm we've 'met'. I look forward to reading the next part.
janice
4 Jun 09
Sorry about the typo: I'm glad we've 'met'.
janice
4 Jun 09
So glad you are having this wonderful, enlightening experience. Monasteries have so often been a safe haven for me, both male and female communities. (Communities of contemplative nuns are also called "monasteries", and historically the word "convent" could also apply to monks and the two terms were interchangeable. I guess this is probably more information than you want - sorry, I tend to run on about this...)
You're right to keep your awareness about you when dealing with the psalms - many of them are horrible. It helps me to remember they were written in a particular time, context and style, and many are beautiful. What I love about the Benedictine offices, including the psalms, is the sense of tradition and history behind them.
And of course Benedictine monasteries and schools were repositories of knowledge and learning throughout Europe in the Middle Ages. Benedictine life is all about the balance between study, work and prayer. Monastics are encouraged to be thoughtful, not leave their intelligence at the door.
Looking forward to the next instalment of your adventures!
Tess Giles
4 Jun 09
Tess! thanks for the info - just the kind I love!
Danielle LaPorte
4 Jun 09
I did cry. And I remembered how stirring and peaceful it is to connect with the divine. I have felt, at times, that nothing is more important. And then I let it go.
I miss the Divine when I don't connect. Thank you for the inspiration.
Michelle
4 Jun 09
Welcome back D! This was another one of those pieces that pierced my heart over morning coffee. Your reminders pack the punch of an iron fist, with the tenderness of a velvet glove. Hope your quest in the desert was as restorative as it was inspiring. Can't wait to see what's coming next...
M
xo
MoJo
4 Jun 09
Excellent, eloquent and engaging - thank you ... again
xxx
kvk
Kathy VK
4 Jun 09
What amazing timing! I live alone, have no one to report to or to whom I must account for how I spend my day; I have a lovely balcony with a rocker and plants and birds and bees. But. Have been feeling the call to go on a retreat. Where? When? I have no idea but reading this makes me realize: I need to focus on this more. Thank you!
jo martin
4 Jun 09
Lovely. Thank you for sharing.
Denise
4 Jun 09
So much here, Danielle. Let me begin by saying how uncanny a lot of what you've written is for me today. I don't believe in coincidences, so that should come as no surprise to me.
I've been wondering what it would be like to live a cloistered life lately, to spend my day in an environment that fosters Inner Peace (my personal version of your relationship with Hope), to stop and pray whenever the urge strikes me, to spend my time with less busy-ness. Cleaning is actually kind of meditative for me....hmmmm....
I do hold running conversations with my God and I check in with him on a regular basis. Perhaps it's similar to what the monks do.
I also did a little mental "ouch" when I recognized myself in your description of catching up with e-mails...blogs, etc. instead of devoting some time to meditation. I keep saying I want to do that. Why haven't I made it a priority? sigh
You may have noticed (I flatter myself) that I wrote something about my status on Facebook today about gathering my kickass angels around me. I think you may be one of those.
Blessings,
Carolynn
Carolynn
4 Jun 09
I think we're all angels, yah?...may we kick some cosmic ass.
Danielle LaPorte
4 Jun 09
Thank you for such an inspiring entry. Reading about choosing email over meditation made my eyes water. I am moving away from that choice right now. Thanks for the reinforcements!
I have been reading your blog regularly now for months, and have recommended it to several friends. Thanks for sharing yourself and the wisdom you find so fully with the world!
Sheryl Mebane
4 Jun 09
Wow. What an amazing experience, and beautiful account. Excited to see what's next!
This talk of the divine, along with the conversations yesterday about craft and art, is touching something rather hearty (pun fully intended) that's been dislodged recently. My mind and body and soul are swirling, mixing and trying new poses. I think some meditation will help give them room. Thanks!
Jen
4 Jun 09
The walls echo vibrations of song, prayer and divine inspiration in the monasteries. The experience is transcendent and humbling, a reminder of our small, fluid presence in the universe. I always visit a church, synagogue, monastery, temple...where ever I travel. You are immediately surrounded by the soul of a society and plug into the "place".
kbsradio
4 Jun 09
I loved reading about your experience...happy for you especially after the guru let down that you wrote about.
Nancy
4 Jun 09
Its funny- I too have been pondering the benefit of a silent/monastic retreat (although sounds like yours had lovely singing)..to be with myself....my life is so full with 4 kids and 2 jobs (and school is out by the way!)- I have to constantly remind myself to get quiet and grab the moment for ME..rather than let external pressures ( I apparently allow to dictate) steal it away. You said your relationship with hope is challenging at times? I feel like I have just discovered my primary character defect..its is (drum roll) R U M I N A T I O N...which tends to definitely interfere with HOPE! I like to while away my hours picking things apart and dwelling on them. I am working on that- and hope to take my own silence meditation getaway soon! Thank you for your always insightful words.
sarah
4 Jun 09
beautiful and inspiring post - can't wait til tomorrow morning! ;)
Laura
4 Jun 09
Danielle,
que magnifique! I don't speak French but the magnificence of this post, particularly the last paragraph makes me just crazy with delight. So so true and I find that attending to the Divine (the days that I do) really and truly benefits the work at hand. Keep on rocking out, it does make a difference to us.
ishita gupta
4 Jun 09
When I was seven, two of the items on my "what I want to be when I grow up" list were nun and mother. I vaguely understood that I'd have to make a choice. ;)
Lately I've been shutting off the radio when I feel the urge to pray. You've inspired me to pull right off to the side of the road and give it my all.
Suzyn
5 Jun 09
Beautiful, and timely. I, too, have seen my priorities crashing up against each other recently. I love your words about putting them on the altar and synchronizing them with the soul. I had a cosmic kick in the ass a couple of weeks ago, bringing this home in a hard way (the priorities/synchronization thing). More time for yoga. Less time in traffic. More time for writing. Less time arguing with myself. More time for love. Less time for worry. More time for prayer...
Lorena
16 Jun 09
Thank you, Sister Danielle of the WhiteHotTruth. What beautiful prayer. My current WhiteHotTruth is that the Christian tool in my Box that tells me to love my enemies is not working and the Buddhist tool that tells me it doesn't help to have a sense of enemy is also not working. Do you and the Sisterhood think this is a patience problem and the above tools are just not fast enough? All thoughts welcome. Gratefully, Sister Trilby Scarlett of the Goodwill
Trilby Malinn Idzerda
23 Jun 09
I'm blessed to live close to several monasteries, most notably Gethsemane where Thomas Merton served, and be able to visit some times over night. The bells, gardens and liturgy all move me, but I'm always struck by how calm I feel because the rooms are so bare. Nothing. An old school phone, no TV. HEAVEN.
I long ago bookmarked Christ in the Desert to combine with a trip to the Eartship station (I'm not crazy, folks! Look it up and watch Garbage Warrior on DVD while you are at it). Haven't made it...YET!
Great post. I've been feasting on the blog this morning.
Kelly
11 Oct 09
we also did the Earthship community - and met the Garbage Warrior himself. Way cool.
Danielle LaPorte
12 Oct 09
I SO understand this post!! I found your blog just tonight, and love it! I posted about this very subject a few days ago! I live a mile or so from an Abbey with monks, and a mile or so in the other direction is the Monastery with sisters. I love them both! They are Benedictine as well, and they and their Holy places are amazing here! I LOVE LOVE your thoughts and attitude!! Hugs!
Sheila at Halo Hill
25 Oct 09
welcome!
Danielle LaPorte
26 Oct 09
Lovely! Care of the soul and care of the body--nice blend.
My best trip was the one I just returned from, three weeks in Spain, which I wrote about in a little travelogue:
http://meindabindi.wordpress.com/
My trip was also a good blend of hi-lo,divine-profane.
xxx
Meindabindi
1 Dec 09