We are part of a long lineage of those who turn toward silence for clarity, renewal, and direction. The early contemplatives withdrew not to escape, but to see more clearly and live more intentionally. They understood that transformation requires distance from systems that dull our perception. We don’t need a literal desert. We are surrounded by places and moments that call us into deeper awareness—spaces of grief, fatigue, injustice, and transition. These are modern wildernesses. Perhaps those whom we value least have the most to teach. When we embrace stillness and pay close attention, we open to the same clarity the early monastics sought. This clarity invites humility, grounded presence, and genuine compassion. We learn that real spiritual practice prepares us to return—not detached, but ready to serve with discernment and courage.
May we go forward with open hearts,
ready to learn from those the world overlooks
and serve with grounded compassion.
(inspired by Barbara A. Holmes, Joy Unspeakable)