Tools matter. In the garden of our souls we are both the farmer and the seed. We’ve been planted . Our awakening experience has happened. Staying awake is the problem. Our soil soon becomes crowded with weeds. If we know ourselves, we know that one disorientating factor can obliterate any peak experience in the blink of an eye. We try to pray but our thoughts are like weeds that choke the good seed. Sometimes we feel as if we are going mad, that we are out of our minds. Perhaps we should want to be “out of our minds” because our thoughts are always conditioned to keep us in stale, starched patterns.
How can we tend the garden of our souls? Are there any tools? How do these tools work? This book is a brief presentation of tools found in the Christian tradition and how they worked for the early monks and nuns.
— From the Introduction