Another wonderful excerpt from Tales of a Magic Monastery, by Theophane the Monk.
The Guestmaster looked at me carefully and lead me to a room marked Righteous Indignation.
“Good,” I thought, “back home some people don’t understand me. They think I’m judgmental. But this man understands.”
There wasn’t much in the room besides the four walls, and that was all right with me. I sat down and meditated a while. Then I read my Bible. I found myself looking at those walls. I read some more, then meditated, then looked at the walls again. Late in the evening, as I was staring at one of the walls, it became transparent, and I found myself looking at my own monastery. Fascinating. What’s more, as I watched, I found I could see right through its walls and into its church and cloisters.
After a while I could even see inside the…
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