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1 Christian Meditation Newsletter, Vol. 29, No. 2; June 2005 INTERNATIONAL CENTRE St. Mark’s Myddelton Square London EC1R 1XX Tel.: +44 20 7278 2070 [email protected] ISSN 1316 4142 The World Community for Christian Meditation www.wccm.org International Edition, Vol. 29, No. 2; June 2005 Sharing the with the This year, when we celebrate the diocese, is developing a syllabus designed 30th anniversary of the fi rst meditation for 30 schools by 2006 in Queensland group started by John Main in London, with the support of his Bishop Michael WAIT MY the teaching of meditation to the young Putney. This will be a model for other SOUL, is blossoming all over the world. It is countries. Andrea Baker, Belinda Cargill IN SILENCE heartening to see that many meditators are and Janet O’Sullivan have been regularly invited by heads of schools and that there invited for the past few years to teach are initiatives supported by bishops. meditation in schools to older students CYPRIAN CONSIGLIO In fact, for many years now, meditators in Sydney. with Laurence Freeman have shared the gift of meditation with In other countries, too, the initiative their children and grandchildren. It’s is gaining momentum. Monique Eng has Medio Media has recently published impossible not to share something so been teaching meditation in schools in a new CD of instrumentals songs and precious with those we love. A few years Alberta, Canada for the past few years. readings for Christian meditation. Fr ago the more informal approach to this At first this was very much her own Cyprian Consiglio plays and sings and received inspiration with Greg Ryan’s initiative, but now she has been offi cially Fr Laurence Freeman contributes some delightful book and CD ‘My Happy Heart’. invited to introduce it to 9 classes of brief talks. Fr Cyprian is a Camaldolese Soon it encouraged Barbara O’Halloran grade 10. Benedictine monk, musician, composer in Australia to pioneer an imaginative continued on page 6 artist and teacher. He has led retreats approach to teaching meditation to young with Fr Laurence in the US. children in schools which has led to a series of booklets for each grade called ‘Like a “Wait my Soul, in Silence” is a Child’. It was published this year with a beautiful collection containing six recommendation by Archbishop Wilson ‘suites’ of music and readings for of Adelaide. meditation. One may simply listen In the United States, Fr Ray Ratiri, through and the entire collection pastor of St Matthew’s parish, and becomes a contemplative experience. Coleen Davis and Br. Tony Mazurkiewicz Or you can use one of the suites for O.Carm at St Agnes’, have introduced a meditation period. After the short all the classes in two Catholic schools to talk and instrumental there are three meditation in Phoenix, Arizona; Gene soundings of a bowl. Meditation can Bebeau is teaching children in Florida; follow and can be concluded with a in Oakland Jeannie Battagin recently song and scripture reading. introduced Fr Laurence to her 4th graders in Oakland who she has been teaching Available from www.mediomedia.org meditation. Fr Laurence spun a tale about the two birds on the WCCM logo and meditated with four groups from these classes. In Australia, which is leading this fi eld at present, Ernie Christie, director of religious education in the Townsville 2 Christian Meditation Newsletter, Vol. 29, No. 2; June 2005 A LETTER FROM LAURENCE FREEMAN OSB DIRECTOR OF THE WORLD COMMUNITY FOR CHRISTIAN MEDITATION All around in the fresh morning air there were vineyards, on them. I wondered if we would stop for lunch in Wiesbaden, the brink of spring and greening. They neatly populated the twenty kilometers away. At the top of the path we stopped, the fi elds that stretched down to the Rhine which fl owed sparkling Abbess made a brief spoken prayer and then we turned round through the valley below the monastery. Like many Benedictine and processed back down. monasteries it sits on the top of the hill, giving an overview of Finally, breakfast. I amused the nuns by confessing that on the world, expressing interest and involvement but also a certain the way down, along with the litany, I had had a counter-tune detachment. I had arrived late at night and was surprised by the in my head, an English nursery rhyme that immortalized a view that greeted me when I awoke, at fi rst light, and walked to famous military fi asco. ‘The grand old duke of York, he had the church for mass. I was staying with the Benedictine nuns ten thousand men, he marched them up the top of the hill and of the monastery of St Hildegard of Bingen. he marched them down again.’ The liturgy was precise and dignifi ed. The nuns entered the It’s strange the things that make people happy. I hope the chapel in the formal order and predictable choreography of a builders working on the roof were as happy in their work as the community that lives so closely together that it uses ritual to nuns clearly were in the work of their prayer and procession. maintain charity and express friendship. The They also grow, make and sell wine, run full black habits softening the stark stone of a book restoring business and welcome the church protected each individual but guests. Certainly the work of putting up a could not conceal her. The face, the way “The Rule of building looks more useful and justifi able of walking, innumerable idiosyncrasies, than walking up and down a hill asking showed why the Rule of St Benedict is St Benedict is heavenly citizens to pray for you. But the about harmonizing differences not creating about harmonizing life of the nuns – or the meditator - does uniformity, embracing exceptions not not need to (and cannot) be justifi ed by worshipping rules. The novices, fresh from differences, not the standards of the marketplace. Work a different world, looked self-conscious but is good work when it is true, and produces the older nuns had worn the old rituals creating uniformity.” joyful, loving people. Good work needs into their own shape and were relaxed people who know that it is the work they and easy in them. There was a quiet are called to do. unmistakable joy in what might have been Whether one tiles roofs or chants mere solemnity. There was no rush in the liturgy. Reverence litanies, whether one raises a family or lives in community, held the joy. Afterwards I was ready for the good breakfast that the foundation of the essential work of life, which is love, is priests look forward to after mass in a convent. coming to self-knowledge. Before this foundation can be laid But instead I was asked if I wanted to join the procession and if it is to proceed past the fi rst storey we need to realize and, not wanting to get forgotten and miss my breakfast, I what self-knowledge means and also what it isn’t. accepted. We lined up with smiles and discrete organizational As a teacher of humanity, self-knowledge is the fi rst level at whispering in the cloister. At the Abbess’s signal the sisters which Jesus engages us. In my book Jesus: The Teacher Within started to chant the Litany of Saints and we set off behind the I explore this through the great question that Jesus puts to his cross bearer, down the cloister and into narrow corridors, as if disciples one day as he is ‘praying alone in their company’. The the invoked saints were guiding us, and then out of a side door meaning of any question is the way it is asked and its context. into the crisp sunlight. Past the young workers, putting tiles on The question of Jesus arises from the solitude that Jesus has the roof of the new guesthouse, who looked at us with a mixture plunged into in his prayer, the same solitude that is the basis of amusement and fear, knowing they were not meant to wave of his communion with others. Solitude is the discovery and as we passed. The nuns sensed and were alert to everything embracing of our uniqueness. It is the cell, the desert, we enter around them but sang and walked as if their lives depended on in every meditation. It is our liberation from anonymity by it. The path took us all, young and old, limber and arthritic, up fi nding the ‘new name, known only to the person who receives a steep hill past the garden where Hildegard would have raised it’ (Rev 2:17). her medicinal plants. As we walked upwards, the ‘greening’ In fact Jesus asks two questions: fi rst ‘who do people say I am?’ of the earth that she wrote and sang so ecstatically about was They tell him what people are speculating about him but he gives visible, happening all around us. The air was fresh, full of no response. Then he drops the real question onto them: ‘But innocence and potential. We walked ever upward, stretching who do you say I am?’ This engages us, hooks us (if we chose out the chanting of the saints’ names so we didn’t run out of to pay attention to it) and leads us through contact with his 3 Christian Meditation Newsletter, Vol. 29, No. 2; June 2005 self-knowledge into our self-knowledge. This is the point and steps of this process that begins to get serious in adolescence.

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