Wednesday, 7 May 2025

Monastic Visit

 

Some time ago I visited a monastery high in the mountains far away from society and the rest of the world. The monks there were self-sufficient, growing their own food and praying all the time. The monks had taken a vow of silence.

When I arrived there, unfortunately, a monk was leaving the premises for good. He had been a monk for exactly three years. The Monk Superior explained that monks are not allowed to speak apart from one sentence once a year when they get to meet Monk Superior in private. 

After spending a whole year at the monastery, this particular monk was invited to speak to Monk Superior. He said, "the food here is too salty!"

After spending a second year at the monastery, he told Monk Superior, "the bed is too hard to sleep on!"

On the third year which ended yesterday he told Monk Superior, "my room is too cold!" At which Monk Superior replied, "I think you'd better leave; you've done nothing but complain since you arrived here!"

I was given permission to tour the monastery as long as I did not talk to anyone to preserve their vow of silence.

I went to the carpentry workshop where two monks were working quietly. As I got in, one monk was distracted by my presence and hit the hammer hard on his finger.

He stopped what he was doing and picking up a pencil he wrote "Ouch!" on the wall.

The other monk approached him and wrote underneath, "Did you hurt yourself?"

The first monk wrote under it, "OF COURSE I DID YOU ****"

The second monk wrote, "You don't have to shout! And swear!!! I'll tell Monk Superior on you!"

At this point, another monk came in the workshop. Picking up a pencil, he wrote, "Who's been writing on the wall? I've just painted it yesterday!" 

This monk who came in had a pet parrot on his shoulder. The parrot could not repeat what the monk had just said because he could not hold a pencil with his wings. he could not write either!

The first monk who'd hurt himself wrote, "What's it to do with you? Why don't you just **** off!" And then he pushed the monk who'd just got in, making the parrot fly away silently by flapping its wings ever so lightly so as not to make a noise.

A fight ensued. One monk held the other by the neck like wrestlers do, and before long they were both rolling on the floor cassocks aloft. I noticed that they wore white underpants with red polka dots. It's part of their habit I understand.

They knocked over one table and the various tools and instruments fell to the ground without making a sound. That's because the floor was insulated with thick foam.

At one point they stopped fighting and one of the monks wrote on the wall, "AAAAAAHHHHH! That hurt!"

A fourth monk came in and wrote, "Please stop fighting both of you! Or I will write to Monk Superior on his wall!"

The monk who'd hurt himself stormed out of the workshop slamming the door behind him. The door did not make any sound. I noticed that the edge of the door was padded with heavy cotton material to stop it making a sound when closed.

The remaining monks then left too without saying a word.

At this point Monk Superior entered the workshop and wrote, "Have you been writing on the wall?"

I said, "Of course not!"

I was thrown out of the monastery for speaking and breaking the vow of silence.

QUESTIONS FOR YOU TO PONDER

Is writing on the wall "talking"? 

If someone writes on a wall, or in a cave, and no one reads it; is it "writing" or just scribbles? 

Is "writing" when the scribbles are understood and interpreted in a language one understands? 

If you write on the wall, and there is someone there to see it, does this break the vow of silence? 

If a parrot repeats what you have written does he break the vow of silence? (Think before you answer this one - can a parrot read?) 

Does sign language break the vow of silence? 

If you had Rice Crispies for breakfast does the "Snap Crackle and Pop" break the vow of silence? 

Was graffiti invented at a silent retreat? 

Have you seen the writing on the wall? 


 
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JUST ONE PERSON HERE
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TO THIS BLOG.

28 comments:

  1. ...they say that silence is golden.

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    1. I'm saying nothing .... D'Oh !!!

      God bless, Tom.

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  2. This is a very amusing story that cleverly plays with the concept of silence and communication. The monks' escalating "silent" argument is quite funny.

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    1. I'm so glad you enjoyed this story, Benita.

      God bless.

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  3. Funny story - but to answer your question - I think writing on the wall is speaking without words, sure gets your message across.

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    1. What if I don't write on the wall? What if I draw pictures like cavemen did years ago? Would that be writing or drawing?

      And why is it some writing is from left to right whilst others is from right to left or from top to bottom?

      Some people say the Bayeux Tapestry is writing. It is not a carpet because it hangs on the wall and it would be difficult to walk up the wall.

      God bless, Sandie.

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  4. Once again...I was ALL in to this story!! I sure enjoy each of the ones you post. My answer is Yes...silent conversations are indeed conversations.

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    1. Indeed, silent conversation is a conversation. Especially when my wife gives me the silent treatment. I once mistakenly gave her a glue stick when she asked me for her lipstick. She did not speak to me for a week.

      God bless, Shug.

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  5. I would get thrown out on the first day as I know I couldn't keep quiet, Victor. If I wrote all I was thinking on the wall, my hand would most certainly wear out! And who would have thought monks could be so funny? Blessings!

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    1. Sometimes these weird thoughts come to mind from nowhere and I have to write them quickly before I forget them. I'm glad you liked this post, Martha.

      God bless always.

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  6. How does this apply to the deaf people. They can't hear sound so it's quiet all the time.

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  7. Sir Lancelot slept at the monastery once.
    Silent knight.

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    1. It's nice to see you visiting again, David. Welcome back. Please visit more often.

      God bless.

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  8. I'm smiling ... silently :)
    Happy Wednesday Victor.

    All the best Jan

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    1. It's good to see you smile, Jan. All the reward I need.

      God bless always.

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  9. I like Jan's comment, above, who is smiling silently. I'm joining her.

    Thank you for praying for those of us who comment. Prayer is never a wasted activity. I'm praying for you!

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    1. Thank you for your much needed prayers Barbara. And for your return visits and comments. It is always so nice to see my readers enjoying and sharing my writings.

      God bless you and yours.

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  10. How comical this scenario.... yet, you've illustrated how important communication is, I think, to all living things. Even the sunflowers in the field turn to face one another for help.

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    1. So well said, Mevely. The world needs more communication right now; and more important, it needs more listening. It seems everyone is talking and no one's listening.

      God bless, my friend.

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  11. ♥Querido Víctor ♥, , Me robaste una sonrisa, yo no duraría ni una hora en ese monasterio. pienso que hay varias formas de comunicarse, pero hoy en día se esta perdiendo esa comunicación franca mirándonos frente a frente. me encantó tu post. que pases un bello día
    (¯`•.•´¯) (¯`•.•´¯)★Que Dios
    *`•.¸(¯`•.•´¯)¸.•´★Te bendiga
    ♥ º° ♥`•.¸.•´ ♥ º° ♥ `•.¸.•´` ★
    Abrazos y te dejo un besito
    ❤ » —— ╫ ❲ ❤ ❳ ╫ —— « ❤

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    1. TRANSLATION: ♥Dear Victor ♥, You stole a smile from me. I wouldn't have lasted an hour in that monastery. I think there are many ways to communicate, but today we're losing that honest, face-to-face communication. I loved your post. Have a beautiful day.
      (¯`•.•´¯) (¯`•.•´¯)★May God
      *`•.¸(¯`•.•´¯)¸.•´★Bless you.
      ♥ º° ♥`•.¸.•´ ♥ º° ♥ `•.¸.•´` ★
      Hugs and a kiss.

      Thank you Liz for your nice comment. I am glad I made you smile. Yes, these days we are losing honest, face-to-face communications. People are not able to listen any more.

      God bless you always.

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  12. I'm not sure I can answer any of these, maybe I need a silent retreat to think about my answers.

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    1. Don't go to that monastery I went to. The writing is on the wall.

      God bless, Mimi.

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  13. In some ways this post is thought provoking. It also evokes more than a few smiles.

    Hugs and Blessings

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    1. As for me ... I cannot think and smile at the same time!

      Thank you for your return visit Irish Cherokee. Call again soon and often and invite your friends here. God bless you.

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