Nancy, never before have I heard of the calling to cloister my heart, although, very, very often, I have yearned for the solitude of a tree enclosed, still and silent monastery. With 5 children and a hectic day job, I lead a life bordering on madness. But about a year back, I began blogging in secret. No one who knows me knows of my blog, and I want it that way because I want the freedom and space to connect to God as who I really am. My blogging began with writing what I truly felt, but it quickly evolved into writing what I was told to write.I found a depth to life I never thought existed. It is like stepping into a secret room. Only my Lord and I.I now see that my blog, in a way, is a form of cloister. It is still very far removed from your special calling. But I must learn to accept and submit to a life behind the grille.
Caitlynne Grace, I love the thought of stepping into a secret room. How beautiful. I was still raising my children when the idea of the Cloistered Heart first came to me, years ago, and I wrote of it in my journals. I look back at those writings now and wonder why I didn't record more about about my children!!! But even as I wonder, I know. The writing was a place apart, a "hermitage spot" in the midst of a then-hectic life. Very much as you speak of with your blog. I'm so glad you're here.
Apart from my blog, yours too is my 'hermitage spot', Nancy. The very minute I began to read your posts, I felt the comfort of 'just my Lord and I. That doesn't happen very often :-)
Oh Caitlynne, your comment touched me. I love that idea of a secret blog between me and God. I may have to pray about that one. God bless you!