From the archives: Silent Saturday Retreat. Arriving at the Threshold

Some ways to deepen.

Forsythia already blooming in the cloister garden.

Dear fellow traveler of our Passion Week Consolations,

Today one could watch people getting to work here at the city cloister. Some baked Easter bread. Some planted flowers into the big containers in-front of the church- all in anticipation of the Easter night, when hours of contemplation will lead onto the threshold to Easter, when a fire will be lit and trumpets will lead us into new beginnings.

And so, dear pilgrim, we are coming full circle. We started out on Palm Sunday with pondering the wholesomeness of repetition as we find it in rituals and church seasons and surely in JS Bach’s Passion as a way to deepen the heart.

Now we arrive at “Silent Saturday, ” (as the Germans have it), a day of waiting, pregnant with possibility, straining in hope toward Easter.

Retreating into Deepening

On this "Silent Saturday" , we offer you an invitation to retreat into time suspended. This week we have lamented, held our sorrows gently in compassion,…