PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

Chapter Three — The City a Desert There is a moment in every ascetical life when one realizes the desert is not a place you go. It is a place that rises within you when God strips away everything that once held you together. The Fathers fled to the wilderness to confront their thoughts. I was drawn into a different kind of wilderness: the ordinary streets of a city, the quiet neighborhoods of suburbia, the silent rooms of a house where responsibilities and solitude coexist in