Monasteries of the Heart

In the early centuries, seekers desiring a deeper spiritual life went and sought direction from seasoned monks saying, “Amma (mother) or Abba (father), give me a word. Monasteries of the Heart continues this tradition by reprinting these wisdom stories.

Story 58
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Abba Poemen said: The nature of water is yielding, and that of stone is hard. Yet if you hang a bottle filled with water above the stone so that the water drips drop by drop, it will wear a hole in the stone. In the same way the word of God is tender, and our heart is hard. So when people hear the word of God frequently, their hearts are changed.

Discuss: Is there a scripture quote or story that you reflected on frequently either because you were drawn to it, confused by it or disagreed with it? Did the practice of hearing the word of God often change your heart?

Story 57
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Abba Hyperichius said: The person who teaches others by actions, not by words, is truly wise.

Discuss: Tell us about one person in your life who taught “by actions, not by words.”

Story 56
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Once the Baal Shem Tov set out on a journey just as the Passover was approaching. Unfortunately he had no money with which to buy the supplies needed for the celebration. A wealthy merchant, hearing of his plight, came forward and gave him a generous amount of money so he could observe the week without worry. Knowing the man to be childless, the Baal Shem Tov blessed him for his generosity and promised him that within the year his wife would bear a child.

When the merchant had gone, he heard a voice from heaven: “Because of your promise, the Holy One has to change the very course of nature. For this you will forfeit your place in the World to Come.”

Rather than collapse in despair, the Baal Shem Tov danced with joy. “Thank you,” he called to God. “Before this I always worried that my service to You was tainted by the thought of reward, but now I have the opportunity to serve You with no thought of reward, for even the World to Come is closed to me.”

Discuss: Why do you perform spiritual practices: prayer, meditation, acts of kindness, works of justice, etc.? Are you hoping for enlightenment? Happiness? Eternal reward? Is it possible to act without a goal?

--from Hasidic Tales, translation and annotation by Rabbi Rami Shapiro

Story 55
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I thought it good fortune to go to the Magic Monastery for Christmas. But at the foot of the hill sat a blind beggar, and when I drew near to give him some money, I heard him ask, “Who will lead me into the heart of God?”

I couldn’t go on. Who would lead him into the heart of God?

I sat down in front of him. I took his hands. “Together,” I said. “Together we’ll go into the heart of God.”
--from Tales of a Magic Monastery by Theophane the Monk

Discuss: What gift did the blind beggar give the storyteller?

Story 54
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“What good work shall I do to be acceptable to God?” the disciple asked the rabbi.

“How should I know?” the rabbi answered. “Abraham practiced hospitality and God was with him. Elias loved to pray and God was with him. David ruled a kingdom and God was with him. Judith led the people and God was with her.

“Well, then,” the disciple asked, “is there some way I can find my own allotted work?”

“Yes,” said the rabbi. “Search for the deepest inclination of your heart and follow it.”

Discuss: How is your search progressing?

Story 53
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One night two jewel merchants arrived at a resting place in the desert. While unloading their camels, each of them tried to impress the other. One merchant deliberately dropped a large pearl from his bag. The other picked it up and said, “This is a fine pearl you have, as large and lustrous as the come.” With feigned modesty the first merchant replied, "How gracious of you to say so. As a matter of fact, that is one of the smaller gems in my collection."

Another traveler, who was sitting by the fire and had observed this drama, rose and invited the two of them to eat with him. When they began their meal, this is the story he told them:

"I, too, my friends, was once upon a time, a jeweler like you. One day I was overtaken by a great storm in the desert. It buffeted my caravan and me this way and that till I was separated from my entourage and lost my way completely.

Days passed and I was panic-stricken to realize that I was really wandering in circles with no sense of where I was or which direction to walk in. Then, almost dead with starvation, I unloaded every bag on my camel's back, anxiously searching through them for the hundredth time.

Imagine my excitement when I came upon a pouch that had escaped my notice before. With trembling fingers I ripped it open hoping to find something to eat. Imagine my disillusionment when I found that all it contained was pearls!"

Discuss: What do you treasure? Why do you treasure it?

Story 52
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A Sufi saint set out on pilgrimage to Mecca. At the outskirts of the city he lay down by the road, exhausted from his journey. He had barely fallen asleep when he was brusquely awakened by an irate pilgrim. “This is the time when all believers bow their heads toward Mecca and you have your feet pointing toward the holy shrine. What sort of Muslim are you?” The Sufi did not move; he merely opened his eyes and said, “Brother, would you do me the favor of placing my feet where they won’t be pointing to the Lord?”

Discuss: Do you see and connection between the story and this quote by the Dalai Lama “Learn and obey the rules very well, so you will know how to break them properly.”

Story 51
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Once the Teacher was at prayer. The disciples came and said, “Teach us how to prayer.” This is what the Teacher said:

Two men were walking through a field when they saw an angry bull. Instantly they made for the nearest fence with the bull in hot pursuit. It soon became evident to them that they were not going to make it, so one man shouted at the other, “We’ve had it! Nothing can save us. Say a prayer. Quick!” The other shouted back, “I’ve never prayed in my life and I don’t have a prayer for this occasion.” “Never mind,” his friend shouted. “The bull is catching up with us. And prayer will do.” In desperation the friend cried, “I’ll say the one I remember my father used to say before meals.” And he prayed aloud, “For what we are about to receive, God, make us truly grateful.”

Discuss: If you were the other friend, would you respond “Amen” to the prayer offered? “For what we are about to receive, make us truly grateful.” Is this a prayer you want to pray?

Story 50
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There was a monastery known for welcoming weary travelers whether fatigued in body or in soul. No one was ever turned away, for the abbess of the monastery took to heart the Rule’s teaching “welcome all guests as Christ.

One day the abbess was seated in deep meditation. As she pondered and prayed a vision appeared. Before her stood an angel, surrounded by a golden light. The abbess gazed in rapt contemplation, absorbing a peace and unity she had never before experienced. Time seemed to stand still. Suddenly, a series of heavy knocks resounded on the front door. “It is some weary traveler come to find shelter,” she said to herself. “What then should I do? If I go to attend to the needs of the traveler, I might return and find the angel gone and it is for a moment like this that I have fasted and prayed my entire life.. On the other hand, if I stay the weary traveler will have to find shelter elsewhere.” Reluctantly she arose, looked resignedly at the angel, and left the room to take care of the needs of the visitor. When she returned, the angel to her great surprise, was still there. Then the apparition spoke silently and softly, “Had you not gone to help the needy traveler, I myself would have been compelled to leave.”

Discuss: What if there was a different ending to this story and the angel had disappeared after the abbess left to welcome the traveler. Would you feel the abbess had made the right or wrong choice? Explain.

Story 49
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A university professor went to visit a famous Zen master. While the master quietly served tea, the professor talked about Zen. The master poured the visitor's cup to the brim, and then kept pouring. The professor watched the overflowing cup until he could no longer restrain himself. "It's overfull! No more will go in!" the professor blurted. "You are like this cup," the master replied, "How can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup."

Discuss: If you were asked to share this story with one other person who would it be and why would you choose this person. Write a brief conversation between the two of you.

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