Monk in the City

I was not born contemplative, nor was I born in a large city.

I knew from an early age that it was more valuable to know things than to learn things. Learning was just a step on the path toward knowing; knowing was the result of learning. It was far better to know the right answer than to be in the process of learning. Learning meant that you had not yet arrived at knowing.

Knowing is also more fun than learning. Learning requires patience, practice, and being open to new insights. Learning meant that you tried new things and made mistakes, which just reinforced that you did not already know the right answer.

You did not do well in school by learning, you did well by knowing the right answers.

The great thing about knowing the answer was that you had successfully completed learning. You do not need to be open to new insights when you already know the answers.

I moved from place to place, for school and for work, seeking answers.

I realized that my answers were not always right. I came to appreciate asking good questions more than having the right answers.

My seeking drew me to larger cities, and to the monastic tradition. I was received as a lay oblate at a Benedictine monastery and hermitage in Big Sur, California.

I follow a rule of life that includes spiritual practices like regular prayer, reading, and silence and solitude. At least once each year I leave the city where I live to spend time at the monastery.

I recognize a balance in seeking the Sacred in the everyday. The life of the city draws me more deeply into contemplative life, which draws me more deeply into the city’s life.

What draws you to find balance?

Where do you seek the Sacred in the everyday?

[Image by George Rex]