Good Morning, God!
I’m up EARLY and have Centered and decided I would take a few more minutes — staying conscious of Your Presence — before going back to bed.
At my Silent Retreat in the Benedictine Retreat Center at Snowmass, Colorado I walked down to this Chapel every morning to partake of communion — very like the communion of my Episcopal childhood — and I LONGED to take a photo of the glorious stained glass window. But, it didn’t seem “permissible” to take a photo in a “sacred space.”
Perhaps, that is why some indigenous people regard having their picture taken as having part of their soul stolen? Some primal notion that an attempt to “capture” the image of a thing is to diminish its essence?
I DID ask Father Joseph if I could photograph the lovely stained glass window and he walked back with me and took a photo too. It felt good to have an “escort.” Although, now that I think about it, I didn’t mention putting the photo on the web. Hmm.
One of the JOYS, God, of this Retreat was that I was helped out of my “separate space” and into “holy places.” We 18 strangers BECAME a Fellowship — fellow pilgrims on our Inner Journeys. Not that we talked about our inner journeys. Indeed, God, INNER journeys tend to leave our Poor Dear Conscious Minds behind! So HOW could we “discuss” them? Ah, perhaps the silence was to keep us from the futility of trying?
Meanwhile, my Conscious Mind has only a handful of Images gleaned from that Inner Journey. Ah, but that I have ANY is a gift from You, God!