"There is a physical desert, inhabited by a few exceptional men and women who are called to live there; but more importantly, there is an inner desert, into which each one of us must one day venture. It is a void; an empty space for solitude and testing."
Frere Ivan
"For you, the desert is not a setting, it is a state of soul."
An anonymous monk
The inner desert is a place of spiritual thirst, an endless expanse that seems devoid of any meaning. When we first encounter this void, we feel afraid and try to fill it with a multitude of distractions. But the loveliness of the redrock desert of the American Southwest teaches us to look for a similar beauty within our own inner desert. Suddenly, our thirst for meaning becomes a participation in God's thirst for us. Emptiness of any passively-received spiritual consolation allows our own creativity to become that consolation instead. And the arid inner expanse turns out to be an echochamber in which the never-spoken love-word of God can be heard in all of its glory.
Photo: Sunset in Canyonlands National Park, UT, November 27, 2011
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