Back to the Beginning

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Why would a Harvard grad who claims to be a writer spend 3 years in a monastery in his 20s and then wait 23 more to tell the story? The episode below gives the answer: how this story came to be, why it took so long to tell it and what were my top 5 takeaways from my time with the monks.

SHOW NOTES

I started by saying to myself: I’m just going to make a book for me and see what I think of it.

By day 4 of that process, as I dove into the images, re-crafted the copy, unearthed on apple music some chants from the monasteries where I lived, I was in a real sense transported back in time. Knees on the tile floor, ears wide open, eyes riveted on the altar, heart stilled. I was back there in the monastery – back in spirit. It was like time travel.

I now saw that the work that began there, some 26 years earlier – I’m not talking about the work on the book, I’m talking about the work in my heart – I now saw that that work had never stopped. There was a plumb line of the heart that ran from Paris to Curriere en Chartreuse, France to Monte Corona, Italy, to Boston, to Washington DC, and all the way back to Loveland, Ohio. It snapped taught and I could see the straight line. 

The message of the monks was not locked back in time, in some dusty trunk of my past life. It was outside of time. It ran beneath time, like an underground river. I just hadn’t dug deep enough to re-discover it. Until now.

“I have to do this,” I said to myself by Day 4. “I have to finish this.”

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Pillar of Iron

I was taken aback by the question. No one has ever asked me that before. Certainly not a student – certainly not right in the middle of class.

In the Presence of Angels

I realized that I teach here as though I were in a monastery. As though my purpose to teach here was received from heaven itself. Here I can sing, in the presence of angels, a song of His love for each of my students and for every human being.

Crooked Things in Crawley, WV

“Jesus led them out into that boat, Maddie,” I tell her. “He wanted them to experience that storm. It seemed like he was sleeping in the midst of it; but really he was waiting for them at a deeper level. . . “

Touched By Fire

An ember from God’s throne is a material element that is on the way but has not yet been transmuted into flame. It is, we might say, both matter and fire; or, we might further say, it is both matter and spirit.

Window of the Soul

Today, I saw the open gateway to that Temple. I saw the door cracked open. I saw a glimpse into what God sees and yearns for and waits for. The place in the human heart where the Word of God enters.

Icon of the Divine Nature

If the telos of marriage is eternal, should it surprise us that those who will fulfill it occupy God’s thought and attention before time came to be?

Theology Lab

Today, I tell the kids, we are going to do Theology Lab; we are going to DO Theology. We are going to take Scripture, put it into practice and see what kind of reaction results.

The Tabernacle of the Trinity

“That is why you are here,” I say to the kids. “To learn to become a tabernacle, on earth, of the Holy Trinity. And thus to participate in divine life.”

The Swivel Chair And The Spirit

I’ve seen some amazing things in my life. But I have yet to see an ailing back and an aging chair providentially lead to a breakthrough in human and racial understanding. Today, I did.

The Dark Light of Job

We may not wish to hear it, but as there is no athletic excellence without suffering, so there is no Theosis, no transformation of the soul into Christ’s image, without the mystery of the Cross.

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