|Photo by Br. Paul Quenon|
I do, however, manage to take a few shots I like.
We move on from the hermitage to hike through some of the Abbey's woods. It's been cold enough in Kentucky that Paul thinks Dom Frederic's Lake might be frozen, which happens only once every few years. The lake is named after Dom Frederic Dunne, Merton's first abbot. Sure enough, it's frozen. And the patterns on the ice are stunning, particularly near the dam. Paul starts to walk out onto the ice, and I once again start seeing headlines in my head. I tell him that I don't think the ice is thick enough, and, perhaps because I'm Canadian and he thinks I know about ice, he doesn't go any further.
|Br. Paul on Dom Frederic's dam|
We walk on the dam and both sit to take pictures of the patterns in the ice. Paul took these pictures
|Photo by Br. Paul Quenon (taken during our hike)|
In meditation, I aim for a simple awareness of the present moment. My haiku is an articulation of the gift of that moment, a brief conclusion to the time spent in silence. Being short, the haiku will not become another distraction (9).
who reads the ice.
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