PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

On the Angelic Hunger for Silence, Solitude, and an Undivided Heart Disciple: Abba, my heart has become restless among men. Even when I am loved, even when I serve, something in me remains unsatisfied. Silence calls to me with a force I cannot explain. Is this pride? Am I fleeing love? Arsenius: If it were pride, you would feel enlarged by it. If it were escape, you would feel relieved. Tell me, do you feel either? Disciple: No, Abba. I feel exposed. As though something withi

Reflection on The Ascetical Homilies of St. Isaac the Syrian Homily 21:11-18 St. Isaac opens the door to a world of unyielding seriousness, where prayer is not sentiment or softness but labor of soul and body. He remembers an elder who had tasted the tree of life through decades of sweat and inward death, and from that seasoned mouth he learned a truth that shatters complacency: a prayer without toil is a stillborn thing.  If the body does not ache and the heart does not brea

Seeker: Father, something is beginning to stir in me that I hardly dare to name. A pull toward silence. A desire to withdraw from noise, distraction, and unnecessary duties. It is as if God is preparing me for something deeper, something that can only be received in stillness. But I am afraid. And I do not yet understand what it will require of me. Elder: You speak of a holy summons. Few perceive it when it first brushes the heart. Silence is not merely the absence of sound,