I was recently talking to a friend of mine who is not a believer and he was talking about his brother who tends to isolate himself. ‘We are social animals,’ he said. He is right.
However, I have just spent two weeks with hardly any time on my own. I was on holiday. On the last day I my cousin and I had to kill a long time in an airport together. I always thought airports had chapels and eventually I found a meditation room. It was called this so it could function as multi faith prayer room. No problems. After two weeks without much privacy and being almost exclusively with people of no faith, finding this room was like a drink of cold water in the desert if you will allow a bit of hyperbole.
I just wallowed in the quiet and sanctity of this plain room. Next to me a Moslem was at his devotions.
My friend is right, we are social animals, but we are also spiritual animals as well.
You don’t miss the water, the old saying says, till the well runs dry.
