The journey begins with … if it pleases God.

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Recently the middle of nowhere was calling me. You know the call, the deafening, beckoning call of silence. I had a need for stillness roaring and raging all around me. I scheduled my visit to a Monastery.

Monasteries are beautiful things. They are a world set apart. They are only places where I can tell the voices in my head to go f*** themselves and get lost in the world of the…