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A Taste of the Monastic Life
a recent visit to Tolleshunt Knights Monastery (St. John
the Baptist) in Essex
(Tolleshunt
is an Anglo-Saxon word meaning Toll’s Spring)
The Christian history of this parish dates back to circa
1000. The first known rector of the parish church dates to possibly a
century and a half after the church was built. He was a John of Foxley
instituted before 1244. The church now stands in poor condition having
been deserted in the 1950’s and having only spasmodic use over the
years. The monastics who now own it, together with the land, are looking
to restore it to its former glory with Orthodox style interior.
A history of the church and parish was written in 1955
in an attempt to raise funds for the restoration of this ancient church.
However, it was not to be and, after having been one year on the market,
the church and rectory which are almost a mile apart, were sold to the
Orthodox for a song. At this time the monastery began its life in the area
and has blossomed and grown into the widespread cluster of church, chapels
and buildings we see today. One could say, "We got our own
back," as another orthodox priest said recently about his church.
The monastery church is dedicated to St. Silouan and was
built in the 1980’s. Its beauty defies description. It has to be seen
and felt in all its holiness. Archimandrite Sophrony, a disciple of St. Silouan, is at rest in the crypt beneath the Resurrection Chapel. The
Chapel itself depicts in frescos all things relative to the resurrection
life of Jesus. There is also a beautiful chapel dedicated to St. John the
Baptist who is the Patron Saint of the Community.
We arrived on the commemoration day of the consecration
of the Church.
This event took place in 1988. As we entered the Church
for the Vigil service I was immediately struck by the cool, dark, beauty
and the spiritual presence. The aura of stillness and peace after a long,
hot journey on the road was more than welcome. This was a prayerful four
hour service filled with the presence of God and I knew that I was to
receive, over the next few days, unimaginable blessings and renewed
spiritual strength. The bishop was in attendance at this service and again
at the Divine Liturgy the following morning. It was good to have Fr.
Gregory concelebrating at this Liturgy. I left the church that morning
feeling very humble and grossly inadequate as a Christian.
After breakfast, at the beginning of another perfect
sunny day, we were treated to an unexpected and very much appreciated tour
of the monastery by the sisters who were very informative and answered all
our many questions with great knowledge, patience and sensitivity. The
sisters took an obvious delight in the history and were pleased to explain
the biblical representations displayed everywhere in fresco, icon, and
mosaic. We were shown the 300 year old rectory, a very interesting
building which is in reasonable condition and has been extended to provide
accommodation for male visitors.
The service in the early evening consisted mainly of the
repetition of the Jesus prayer said in four or five different languages by
different people. The voices of the nuns in the choir were particularly
beautiful. Again, the spiritual beauty of this service has to be
experienced. This service was repeated at 6.00am the next morning and
again the following evening. Its length of two and a half hours meant
nothing because we were in sacred time not chronological time. We emerged
to another perfect sunny day, refreshed and alert to wherever the Holy
Spirit led us next. For some of us that was to be the Tiptree Jam factory
which provided us with a little diversion from the deeply contemplative
life of the monastery.
The evening Jesus Prayer service led me more deeply into
the Prayer of the Heart than I have ever previously experienced. Once
again, I have to say that the worship in this place has to be experienced
because words cannot express the depth of holiness therein.
The evening meal was again a delight of monastery grown
produce prepared and presented with loving care. We ate in silence at
these meals contemplating the beauty of the wall paintings surrounding us
and listening to the sacred readings spoken by a monk or sometimes by a
nun.
Saturday, and we had to think about preparation for the
journey home.
We were pleased to begin the day at 7.00am with Divine
Liturgy. Then breakfast and leave taking. All the people we met were
loving, kind and helpful at all times and they invited us to make a return
visit as soon as possible. The angels and the saints, one spirit with the
Lord, were everywhere present truly giving meaning to the words,
"Christ is in our midst". The experience for me touched the
centre of my being and will stay with me for ever.
"God has sent forth the Spirit into your
hearts" Galatians 4:6
Dwynwen East
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