. . . I’m looking for the bell tower in the distance. It’ll be a few miles before it’s visible, but I’m looking all the same. It rises well above the treeline but stands in a form distinct from the silos and grain elevators that emerge along the horizon. I anticipate the sight with some eagerness, ironic clanging symbol it has become of the quiet space of his presence that awaits me.
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I love these entries Lyla. Your writing is so lyrical. I feel quieted myself as I follow your steps to your seat.
2012/02/21 at 8:11 PM
I still look for steeples against the skyline. Sometimes I have to look a little harder around trees and skyscrapers, but I still feel heart-warmed to see them.
2012/02/21 at 10:30 PM
There is a Benedictine monastery not too far from where I live. Your words make me want to visit. Hmmm…
2012/02/22 at 7:37 AM
I’m just now discovering this collection.
You keep amazing me, Lyla. I’d like to be you when I grow up.
Thanks for this! (yes, that’s in my outside voice.)
2012/02/22 at 8:34 AM
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2012/02/22 at 8:34 AM
Like Jennifer, I have a fascination with steeples.
I wish I could find a quiet place like this to visit nearby. For now, I need to just go to the yard.
An online friend once sent me a King’s Cake straight from New Orleans. It was delicious.
2012/02/22 at 9:31 AM
the quiet space of his presence … be still and know that I am God
2012/02/22 at 11:24 AM
Loved reading this yesterday, as I do each time you post there. And thanks for this visual – really striking. And very different from silos.
You really need to come west sometime and visit that Camaldoles monastery on Hiway 1 – they actually have hermitage trailers on site you can rent for silent, directed retreats. I’m going to do that some day. I hope. I posted a few shots of the view from up there and the light inside their very austere chapel in that photo essay I did on Highway one last month. I’ll try posting the link here, but your spam catcher may shift me to the outbox: http://drgtjustwondering.blogspot.com/2012/01/winding-road-highway-1.html
2012/02/22 at 12:24 PM
perfection
2012/02/22 at 1:20 PM
Gorgeous shot. What do you say we head out to Diana’s monastery, rent a trailer and retreat from the noise? We can take Sandy along too, since she’s looking for some quiet
. Sounds like a dream to me.
2012/02/22 at 9:05 PM
Please pleasepleasepleaseplease may I come too?
2012/02/22 at 9:48 PM