but after getting permission to be relieved from my job in the kitchen as the community's manager, and after days of soul searchings and locking-in-myself inside my cell= i finally found myself feeling an urge to go out in the woods and once again spend the Sunday's blesssings of a freetime of peace and silence...
while taking one round at the cloister corridors, i noticed and thought of taking a snapshot of this centuries-old church bell with me at the background.
when i was about to go down the trail to the wilderness, i heard a sound coming from the Church, so i decided to get in and look who i found inside playing the organ? it's Dom Anton, the organist practicing some pieces for this afternoon's Vespers.
look what i saw! up on the tree is one lonesome raven enjoying the windbreeze and shielding itself from the sun's rays.
the long and winding narrow trail will lead you to the bosom of the wilderness.. in here, i can find satisfaction just by looking around, filling my thoughts with new hopes , with new aspirations, with an inspiration.
the wilderness...the 'mall' of the world where i live... the dwelling place of God's creatures and other wildlife.
a wider and paved trail links the monastery to the guesthouse... Guests wonder in awe as they pass this way from their rooms to the Church at an early 3:50Am for our first prayers of the day: Vigils!
a wandering monk...looking around...gazing at the bluest of a blue sky... enjoying the wonders of God's creations.
there is no mystery, but beauty and grandeur in a monk doing a monastic walk...communing with God through the wonders of His nature!
rushing my way back to the monastery while there is still enough sunlight and heat, and before the cold freezing wind starts to overthrow the sun's heat and warmth...
