MONASTIC REFLECTIONS 1991 Our garden has given us much pleasure in the years we have been in Curzon Park. No garden is merely a garden, where man selects what is to grow. A garden has a life of its own, a rhythm which we cannot control, and visitors we can only occasionally glimpse in the shadow of bushes and trees. For Christians, a garden is both a reminder of Eden and of Gethsemane. There is the freshness of new creation in each sprouting plant, and the sadness of Gethsemane as we confront death and suffering and decay. The garden has always been a meeting place between God and Man, walking companionably together in the cool of the day. It was the place where Mary Magdalen searched for a tomb and found the Risen Lord. Our garden contains all these hints of God’s Presence: the mysterious movement of the wind in the trees, the shafting sunlight, and the moving clouds. This small anthology of personal reflections and poetry is composed of contributions from every member of our Community. We hope that the changing atmosphere of our Spring and early Summer garden will afford you some joy as you walk and watch with us. Perhaps the best way to do this is to make an interior pilgrimage, with the sheer intention of LOOKING, of keeping SILENT, and bearing the vision within us for the rest of our lives.