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Solitude, Silence ---

I have just returned from nearly three days of complete solitude and silence in a small hermitage at Loretto Maryholme Retreat Centre on the shore of Lake Simcoe, ON. I found the autumn months so emotionally and time-demanding that the silent solitude drew me like a strong magnet, a necessity as strong as food in the face of hunger.

From the first moment I brought in my things - clothes, food, books - from the car, I felt as if the air itself took a deep breath, and I expanded into it. I slept ten hours each night. I watched the coming darkness. I walked in snow among trees shining with icy coatings and lengthening sun.

After the first few hours of relief, I felt the predictable contractions - the "must do's, should do's, what do I need to get done while here, " etc. They approached like masked bandits. I stopped and acknowledged them, recognized them. And did not obey them, at least not most of the time. It was a very strange feeling, yet - I saw - a healthy one. And one that I must continue to practice while at home - that is my great blessing, my turning point moment in these days away.

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10.12 | 08:27

I have browsed your comments on these books at various times and came back again now to be inspired to round out my selection for my 'winter reading'.

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02.12 | 19:23

Yes indeed...will show you tomorrow.

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02.12 | 19:20

I like these very much. The spirals amid stars and land especially feel like pure whimsy and joy. Black paper and gel pens, you say?.....

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10.09 | 21:59

Hearing you! MB

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