MONASTIC REFLECTIONS 1991
Our garden has given us much pleasure in the years
we have been in Curzon Park. No garden is merely a garden, where man selects
what is to grow. A garden has a life of its own, a rhythm which we cannot
control, and visitors we can only occasionally glimpse in the shadow of bushes
For Christians, a garden is both a reminder of Eden and of
Gethsemane. There is the freshness of new creation in each sprouting plant,
and the sadness of Gethsemane as we confront death and suffering and decay.
The garden has always been a meeting place between God and Man, walking
companionably together in the cool of the day. It was the place where Mary
Magdalen searched for a tomb and found the Risen Lord.
Our garden contains all these hints of Gods Presence:
the mysterious movement of the wind in the trees, the shafting sunlight,
and the moving clouds.
This small anthology of personal reflections and poetry is
composed of contributions from every member of our Community. We hope that
the changing atmosphere of our Spring and early Summer garden will afford
you some joy as you walk and watch with us. Perhaps the best way to do this
is to make an interior pilgrimage, with the sheer intention of LOOKING, of
keeping SILENT, and bearing the vision within us for the rest of our lives.