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Imagine a woman walking down a leafy Essex lane near an Orthodox
monastery. A monk comes out of his caravan hermitage, and the woman
sensing his presence turns around and lifts her arm to wave a greeting.
The monk smiles and lifts his arm, but instead of waving places
it on his heart and bows his head. The woman encountering a moment
of prayer bows her head too, and then respecting his silence and
solitude, turns around and continues her walk. The monk, Father
Sophrony, was the abbot of the Monastery of St. John the Baptist
- and the woman? I will leave you to guess.
When someone encounters spiritual stillness and silence in another,
it can be nourishing and sometimes life changing. The ability to
recognize it means that the person is already aware of this spiritual
path, which in Orthodoxy is called Hesychasm (from the Greek hesychia
meaning stillness). For me, the ground had been prepared by years
of interest in Taoism and Buddhism. I had meditated with a Tibetan
Buddhist group, but acknowledging my belief in a personal God had
prevented me from taking Refuge.
The first steps towards a clearly defined Hesychast path were
taken by 4th and 5th Century Christian monks and nuns who went to
live a life of solitude, silence, simplicity and stillness in the
Egyptian desert. Some lived in total solitude, but most would live
in silence during the week and meet others on Saturday and Sunday
to share in the celebration of the Liturgy, a communal meal and
listening to words of guidance from their Elder. They would then
return to their hermitage and, alongside manual work, would pray
by repeating a short phrase such as 'Lord have mercy', often keeping
vigil into the silence of the starry night. The life of solitary
contemplative prayer has always been lived within liturgical life
and community of the church.
My first steps into Christianity were made when I bought a small
book by Thomas Merton called 'Wisdom of the Desert Fathers'. With
some help from others, I found my way to the Orthodox church where
I experienced many practices that seemed familiar from my Buddhist
experience. I learnt about sacrament, ritual, chanting, prostration,
confession, fasting and feasting, and using a prayer-rope to practice
the single-phrased, repetitive prayer called the Jesus Prayer.
The news of the practice of the Egyptian Desert Fathers and Mothers
spread northwards to Palestine and Greece and later to Europe and
Russia. The tradition was preserved and developed in the monasteries,
notably the monasteries of the Holy Mountain, Mount Athos in Greece
and the forest hermitages of Russia. Pilgrims continue to travel
to monasteries to learn about the Prayer of the Heart. Now we can
also read important texts as they have been translated into English;
books such as 'The Philokalia', 'The Ladder of Divine Ascent', 'The
Syriac Fathers on Prayer', 'The Letters of Barsanuphius and John',
and 'The Way of a Pilgrim'. These teachings not only give advice
about theology but also practical details such as posture while
praying and how much food and sleep we should have. Although the
teachings were written for monastics, the hesychast path can be
followed by anyone; its not necessary to live in a remote hermitage.
I also learnt from my Spiritual Father, Metropolitan Kallistos of
Diokleia, who is a monk and theologian. He has said about monastic
life on Mount Athos,
'Stillness, silence....silence not just as an emptiness but
as a Presence. Silence not just as the absence of speech, but
as an attitude of listening....for the monk prayer is not just
an activity among others, prayer is to be a dimension that enters
into everything else you do. And the hope is that you will not
be just a person who says prayers from time to time, but a person
who is prayer all the time. So everything else that goes on in
the monastery as well as the services is seen in relation to prayer.'
In the Orthodox tradition the heart is understood not simply as
the physical organ, or the seat of the emotions, but as the spiritual
centre of our being made in the image and likeness of God. It is
our deepest and truest self and our inner shrine. Similarly, the
intellect or nous is not understood as our faculty of reason
which is called dianoia, but our highest faculty through
which (provided it is purified) we can know God. In order to meet
God deep within our being we first have to purify ourselves in order
to allow the mind to descend into the heart. We try to purify ourselves
through prayer, repentance and watchfulness....moving away from
the disturbing noise of the vices and towards the peaceful silence
of the virtues. There are many teachings about this ascetic path
which begins with the body and moves inward to the intellect and
soul. If, through the grace of God, our mind descends to the heart,
our prayer will become self-activating; it is the Holy Spirit who
prays within us. We not only encounter God but can become the image
and likeness of God; we become our fullest potential - the person
we were always meant to be. There is no longer any need for words
or action, but rather the silence of listening and dwelling in God.
This journey towards union with God is full of danger, and just
as we would be foolish to go out into an unknown land without a
guide, so we would be foolish to attempt Prayer of the Heart without
a guide. The work of purifying the passions involves facing long
held destructive patterns which may involve passions whose source
is in the subconscious. Some people experience misleading illusions
and fantasies. The Orthodox believe in exterior evil forces that
will attempt to prevent any movement towards God. Some people have
told of physical attacks by these demons. We need a guide, an experienced
Spiritual Father or Mother, who can help us discern what is happening;
what to accept and what to ignore; when to act and when to remain
still. We need a guide to help us follow the Middle Way which leads
between extremes towards a state of dispassion beyond dichotomy.
There is current academic speculation about early influence of
Buddhism in Christianity. The Indian emperor Ashoka the Great (304-232BC)
sent Buddhist missionaries to Greece, Egypt and Italy. During the
life of Christ, Buddhist missionaries lived in Alexandria, Egypt,
and historians believe that Egyptian 4th Century monasticism developed
in a similar way to Buddhist monasticism of the same period. As
well as many middle eastern merchants travelling to the far east,
early Syriac Christian missionaries settled in India, while those
of the Eastern church settled in China. Some academics think that
there are Buddhist concepts within the Gospel of Saint John and
the Gnostic Gospel of Thomas. I was struck by the similarity of
stories about the asceticism of Buddha and Saint Anthony of Egypt.
While practicing extreme asceticism Siddhartha realised the wisdom
of the Middle Way by hearing a musician saying that if you tighten
the string of an instrument too much it will snap, and if you leave
it too slack it wont play. When Saint Anthony of Egypt was criticised
for slackening his asceticism by relaxing with his disciples he
said that if you tighten the string of a bow too tight it will snap
and if it is too loose you can't shoot an arrow.
Is it selfish to concentrate on our own individual salvation?
What about Christ's second commandment to 'love your neighbough
as yourself'? Is there any equivalent of the Buddhist Bodhisattva
vow? There are many teachings within the Hesychast tradition about
the value of love above sacrifice or ascetic acts. The more our
intellect becomes purified, the more we recognise the essence beyond
the exterior and feel united to all. The more we feel united, the
more we feel loving concern and responsibility. The most solitary
hermit will hold the world in their prayer. There are many examples
of people praying to saints whose prayer to God continues to generate
healing long after their death. I have been told of some saints
who wished, if it were God's Will, that they would not enter Heaven
until all others had been able to enter. One of my favourite sayings
is that of the Russian hermit, Saint Seraphim of Sarov,
'Gain peace in your heart and thousands will be saved.'
What happened to the woman walking down the leafy Essex lane? After
nearly thirty years, some of which were spent visiting deserts and
monasteries around the world, she finds herself settled as a solitary
monastic on an island off the north coast of Britain. Saint Sunniva
Skete, where I live, is on a small Shetland Isle of around fifty
inhabitants. Unlike the Essex lane there are no trees in sight here,
which is due more to de-forestation than severe winter gales. Although
there has been quite a contrast in my exterior life, it is a blessing
that little has changed in my interior life...it has just grown
and matured a bit over the years.
Saint Sunniva Skete, Fetlar, Shetland Isles, ZE2 9DJ
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