Didn’t think I’d ever be writing about “homeroom” as a topic. This word came to me anew after an afternoon rest today in a south-facing small room we usually use as a guest room. The room has room for two twin beds and not much more. The level of rest I reached today led me to again feel that coming-home feeling I haven’t felt in a long while.
My recent reading and practice of hermitage has me experimenting as my limited energy allows with expressions of rest and solitude. Vita umbratilis, I learned recently, means life in the shade. When one’s work is outreach social ministry (as mine has been since 2010), it is important to know when to not reach, not be social, and simply rest in the shade. This is especially true, as my spiritual companion says, when one is deeply grieving (as I am now).
It was a surprise today to find myself so at-home in this small room… to begin to feel a level of peace and intimacy with Spirit previously described by monastics who commit to solitary life in a cell. Perhaps it is Spirit who is the perennial guest in this guest room. I felt that the word “homeroom” described well this room where I have today and may continue tomorrows returning home-to-self.
Today I stay home to pray
Straight Spirit, without the social scene
Moving forward with a listening heart,
vision, inquiry, and action,
This post is part of the series: Transforming Trauma, Becoming Whole.
Please read “40+ Days of Desert Practice” for the series description and background.