tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post3280937842884151238..comments2023-06-28T07:58:56.909-04:00Comments on PERGE MODO: More on the possibility of a monastery .Tony Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10091330901996916966noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-88779420613601554482008-01-22T15:42:00.000-05:002008-01-22T15:42:00.000-05:00Sounds like an artist commune to me.Sounds like an artist commune to me.dpastehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10813652943621759603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-74641043213295269912008-01-22T10:56:00.000-05:002008-01-22T10:56:00.000-05:00I must admit, the idea of the monastic life, occas...I must admit, the idea of the monastic life, occasionally beckons. But I have no faith and no vocation. Your monastery on the other hand sounds like a wonderful refuge from the daily battle.<BR/><BR/>I think the idea of the cloistered order appeals to me most, though like a Trappist, I would be happy to labor in the garden.evilganomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04867509470546509687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-13892282809575290302008-01-21T17:53:00.000-05:002008-01-21T17:53:00.000-05:00I've often fantasized about a similar structure, t...I've often fantasized about a similar structure, though I might tend more towards the Co-housing idea; lots of private homes, a large communal space as well, land owned in common (and yes, a garden would be key). Sign me up too.Patrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10556860299477514075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-54312407561172723102008-01-21T14:35:00.000-05:002008-01-21T14:35:00.000-05:00my monk and i would enjoy this.and he still has hi...my monk and i would enjoy this.<BR/><BR/>and he still has his robe and sandals.Markhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02121677765340808430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-41781589168002559712008-01-21T14:11:00.000-05:002008-01-21T14:11:00.000-05:00Helloooo? Urban monks, queered? Um, I think we cal...Helloooo? Urban monks, queered? Um, I think we call such the Jesuits, no? And we love them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-82087038183856259232008-01-21T11:14:00.000-05:002008-01-21T11:14:00.000-05:00I think I know where to find a gardener.I think I know where to find a gardener.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-32788138967534356642008-01-20T23:24:00.000-05:002008-01-20T23:24:00.000-05:00i have had this dream. in my vision, it's a big ol...i have had this dream. in my vision, it's a big old craftsman four square with enormously tall windows on each floor. there's a wrap-around porch below and a balcony opening from the center hallway on the second floor. the house is surrounded by enormous ancient trees which provide a marvelous leafy shade for afternoons and evenings spent on the front porch.<BR/><BR/>there's a garden, certainly, and there's a meandering path and a stone patio with a high vine-covered arbor over it and we have long, leisurely suppers rich with conversation and laughter and love. and great food, of course.<BR/><BR/>in my dream, it's a respite from aging by oneself, and it's heavily populated by gay men. i really can't imagine anything finer than scampering off life's edge in the company of people who have also lived life a bit out of the main stream. <BR/><BR/>one of the things i fear about getting old is ending up in some sort of communal living situation (forced, i'd never go willingly to the kind of place i'm thinking about) where i would have to keep my life a secret. in particular, the fact of my rich and varied and rather extensive sexual life is one which does not place me within the mainstream of women. it's not that i want to be 90 years old and talking about fucking all the time (those were the days, dearie), but i would want to be able to reminisce, perhaps, without judgment. <BR/><BR/>i've not thought of a spiritual community, but your monastery appeals to me. it sounds like a haven, a respite from the world, but one which would be so full of love and joy and kindness and affection that it would be like putting on the best slippers and wrapping up in a quilt before the fire. absolute comfort. and safety. <BR/><BR/>count me in, please.BigAssBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00196713522104157126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-69349504954494989402008-01-20T20:49:00.000-05:002008-01-20T20:49:00.000-05:00Have you read BF Skinner's "Walden Two"? It might ...Have you read BF Skinner's "Walden Two"? It might interest you as you're thinking about how to organize something like a mini-society...XXhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14208639257190934532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-3896998499264672002008-01-20T10:42:00.000-05:002008-01-20T10:42:00.000-05:00I visited a catholic monastary when I was a boy an...I visited a catholic monastary when I was a boy and connected immediately with its stone and sanctity, its gentle spirit and air of secrecy and transcendence, a world apart. In some ways, I had come home. I even thought about joining when I came of age, but other currents swept me elsewhere. <BR/><BR/>But my inner monk (a randy monk, I confess) was always present, and a monastic elan has gathered itself to me wherever, country house or city digs, or tropical retreat, I've lived. <BR/><BR/>I'd probably opt for the polyamourous wing of your monastary, brother... my first love, that I can in retrospectively identify as such, was for a pack not a person. And that, for me, is the imprint and eternal paradigm. Which isn't to say that there haven't been singular experiences within that dynamic, or departures from it, and delightful, heartbreaking, and singular affections. I've even played house a couple times. But the heterosexist one-on-one model (whose imperatives I do acknowledge and honor) has never been the gold standard for me, as much, at times, as I thought it should be. Sign me up. Can I wear a robe if I want?Joe Jubinvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09489419756833657839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-81103575795250254882008-01-19T14:00:00.000-05:002008-01-19T14:00:00.000-05:00Don't forget the communal baths lol :-PDon't forget the communal baths lol :-PAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-51386395396577046252008-01-19T10:27:00.000-05:002008-01-19T10:27:00.000-05:00What you've described is quite similar to a concep...What you've described is quite similar to a concept a very good friend of mine has talked about for years, except he calls it "Crepe Haven."Mondscheinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07502709052738846128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-47167653593533526392008-01-19T10:26:00.000-05:002008-01-19T10:26:00.000-05:00A monastery lives inside me. Once my sons are rais...A monastery lives inside me. Once my sons are raised, sign me up. In the meantime, let us be joyous visitors. It sounds like what the word family should mean, but rarely does.Cooperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02327268988762513100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-5408274911570263572008-01-19T01:19:00.000-05:002008-01-19T01:19:00.000-05:00A place to start re: the architectual planning:htt...A place to start re: the architectual planning:<BR/>http://www.stgallplan.org/planW.html<BR/><BR/>But it's in the city, right? Have you ever been to St. Gervais in Paris--tout de Hôtel de Ville, près de la Marais? An amazing monastic community in the city with a wonderfully hybridized, heterogeneous, mongerlized, byzo-latin liturgy--with both monks and nuns. (Some really cute monks among them, too.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139328.post-90782976210008709222008-01-19T00:32:00.000-05:002008-01-19T00:32:00.000-05:00Where do I sign? My pursuit will be making good b...Where do I sign? My pursuit will be making good beer for all. I only ask that there be no patchouli of any sort with my olfactory range.Laura Garciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03732472591101885935noreply@blogger.com