Category: Silence - A Cottage by the Sea

Silence means, no talking

2/27/2025

Today is the second full day of my five day silent retreat at the Monastery of the Society of St. John the Evangelist (SSJE) in Cambridge, MA. I've come here for several three day retreats but never for a five-nighter, helpful in getting into the rhythm of the daily office, which forms each day.
Morning Prayer: 7:00
Eucharist: 12:15 (lunch follows)
Evening Prayer: 6:15 (dinner follows)
Compline: 8:30

The only 'rule' we guests are asked to follow is to be silent, which means don't talk. But I'm here to deepen my faith, so why wouldn't a participate? If I just wanted a change of pace and the chance to enjoy an interesting city, well, The Charles Hotel is just up the street.

Colorful silence

1/4/2025

A peaceful morning, My calendar is blank for the day, which means it is a "My Day." That sounds rather selfish, and in some respects it is, although I don't consider it so. It's a day of silence, of corresponding with a few friends, of writing what's on my mind, of lying on the couch reading, and of sitting in the silence.
It's that sitting in the silence that has particularly spoken to me today; Claude Monet cherished it, too: "What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence."
As I sit in the Angel Room, the winter colors are keeping my
heart awake. Sunlight on the maple tree, shadows on the lawn and driveway, cozy homes--all so alive, exuding colorful silence. This is a good My Day, a time of being, not doing.

Silence of wood chopping

9/4/2024

Silence isn't just the absence of noise in my ear. At the moment, as I write, I am sitting in the sunroom feeling the silence of the sound of my son-in-law's ax splitting the wood from a tree we had taken down in our front yard. I look out the window: crack, and then sheer silence, crack and more sheer silence. I love the sound of the crack, and, the sound of the silence in between the crack. And then I love the calm when he comes in to stack the woodbin.
Yes, silence because it is an act of love as we anticipate the coziness of the woodstove in winter.

A silent day

9/2/2024

Early, and I mean early (4:30) I decided that this Labor Day would be a silent day, a day when I would talk less, which implied listening more. The morning, however, became rather busy around here with my daughter and son-in-law deciding whether to buy a house they had just seen. Much conversation was needed, and rightly so.
Nevertheless, I do give myself a pat on the shoulder for listening more than talking. And now I sit in the yard watching my husband garden in silence.

Silence in the mind

8/3/2024

When I started this blog back in 2009, I was particularly focused on solitude. I was starting my time alone at the cottage by the sea. The solitude was palpable; silence and simplicity followed naturally. My life right now still gives me solitude. At the moment I am sitting out at a little spot in my yard that I've carved out for myself.
With my daughter and son-in-law living with us, my life isn't as simple as it was when it was just the two of us, mainly because I am planning meals and cooking for four. But it is simple enough.
What about silence? Yes, there is silence. The four of us want silence and are respectful of each others' time and space for that to be honored. There is enough physical silence.. What I am working on, however, is mental silence: silence that I hear when my mind stops chattering and hears peace, or perhaps just the whisper of a still small voice in the breeze.

Listen

7/29/2024

LISTEN. That's what I learned from my silent retreat this week at the Society of Saint John the Evangelist (SSJE) in Cambridge. How obvious. Learn by doing. In silence we listen, to others to ourselves, to the Holy. That's all I have to say right now.

Silence at SSJE

7/27/2024

We often read about people who go off for a few days or a few months to be in silence. I've done that and have written about it. I've tried to be grateful for these opportunities but I know that I've taken them for granted because so much of my life has been filled with blessing.
Right now I am off again for a few days of solitude. This time to the monastery of Saint John the Evangelist in Cambridge, a 45 minute drive from my home. This isn't my first time on a silent retreat at the monastery. I know the rule: silence.
I also know the routine for the guests. We have a single room-- our cell; we can attend services (the Daily Office) with the monks; we eat lunch and dinner in silence with them. We can walk along the Charles River, sit out in the guest garden, read in the public rooms, visit the Fogg Museum…. If we have tickets to a Red Sox game, we can cross the river to Fenway Park. The only rule, silence when on the monastery grounds.
Silence does not include writing and sharing on a blog. And so, here I sit, looking out my cell window, sharing the silence with you.

'Lucy by the Sea'-- her silence

1/21/2023

I want to recommend Lucy by the Sea, by Elizabeth Strout, the fourth book in a series about Lucy (and William). That being noted, you don’t have to read the first three in order to immerse yourself in this one. Lucy by the Sea is a stand-alone, par excellence. Everyone, and I mean everyone, will relate to the context—lockdown during Covid.
There are many approaches to this book, many themes. I was most touched by a universal message at the core of each of Lucy’s encounters with others. People want to be heard: Lucy keeps it simple, responding with some form of, ’I know.’ People don’t want advice unless they ask for it: Lucy doesn’t offer any.
This book, however, is not filled with silence. We hear Lucy’s thoughts; her conversation with Self, unfiltered and honest.

Silent retreat in Cambridge

12/6/2022

This Thursday I will drive into Cambridge for a three night, four day silent retreat at the monastery of Saint John the Evangelist (SSJE). Along with a room with a bed, desk and easy chair, the guest quarters include a communal kitchen where I can get breakfast and snacks throughout the day, public rooms for reading and mediating, and a lovely garden. Together with the other guests, I will join the brothers for silent lunch and dinner, as well as attend the daily office (5 of them) with them.
Silent retreat, yes silent. None of the guests will expect to talk with me, nor I with them. Although SSJE is a Christian (Episcopal) order, there is no formal expectation that the guests be Christian. Most, like me, are trying to follow Jesus; everyone is trying to love. After all, if I were not wanting and trying to be loving, why would ever sign up for four days of silence?

The challenge to keep silent

11/12/2022

I must admit that the commitment I made a couple of days ago to keep silence has been more of a challenge than I thought it would be. The talk in my mind is reasonably silent, but my out loud talk… when there’s an audience…, it has not been silent! I’ve stepped into the conversation with out realizing it. And, that is my challenge: to realize and be quiet.
And yet, yesterday at breakfast with a group of like-minded friends, no one brought up the election. No rehash. We talked about books, Thanksgiving plans, and friendships. My best self left these friends feeling comforted and safe.