PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

“I have sunk into the mud of the deep and there is no foothold.” There are seasons when the inner world loses its compass and the outer world turns to mist. Days when nothing holds still long enough to be named and every direction seems equally unreliable. The Fathers knew these seasons well. Cassian once wrote that the soul can enter a place where “all things seem confused within,” where discernment wavers like a flame in the wind. St Isaac tells us that God sometimes allows