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Ten years ago I made a silent, week-long retreat to Holy Cross,
a Cistercian monastery on the Shenandoah River in Virginia.
It was one of the most amazing, and in some ways bizarre,
experiences of my life.
As soon as I got back, I typed up my experiences. The
final document was two hundred pages long. I mailed it to a handful of friends who
were kind enough to read it. They asked me when I'd publish it. I never thought I would.
Now I am rereading those pages.
I began the monastery diary with a description of
something odd and wonderful that happened in November, 2004.
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Updating this on June 8, 2015. I had thought to post the monastery diary here on my blog ... but a friend urged me to self publish it. It looks like that is what will happen. I'll announce here on the blog when it is available.
Updating this on June 8, 2015. I had thought to post the monastery diary here on my blog ... but a friend urged me to self publish it. It looks like that is what will happen. I'll announce here on the blog when it is available.
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