One’s circle of disturbance is inversely proportional to the size of one’s circle of perception. If you are only aware of what is immediately around you, then you will be more apt to frighten animals you don’t see with your ruckus. There is a spiritual lesson in all of this.
I have been released from the pressure of treating prayer like an engineer getting stuff done.
I am an avid hunter and fisherman, but it strikes me that these activities are really more occasions for something else: for looking at the natural world and trying to understand it and, by trying to understand it.
The key to understanding the Cross is to shut up, and look, in a mode of humble, agenda-free reception.
In those PhD years, I think I learned a number of things about structure, sin, silence, and solitude.
There is a very old legend that anyone who spends the night on Cadair Idris will either be struck mad or wake up a poet.