An excerpt from Laurence Freeman, OSB, “Frequent Flyer,” The Tablet, August 10, 2004.
In the dry heavy heat of a Tuscan afternoon the bus drops off retreatants, from several continents. They now have to walk carefully down a steep path toward the guest house and monastery. The path is a parable, made of narrow, ancient terracotta bricks, many crumbling, missing or replaced with new ones. . .