I am not Catholic and yet I have spent a weekend at an Abbey. Located in the heart of the Fraser Valley, it is surrounded by lush farmland and a slow snaking river. My mother goes on retreat here every year and when I can I join her. The monks serve us food they have harvested from their land. I spend my time walking the grounds, reading, and meditating. Mostly I sleep.
This was my home for a weekend last September where I hit the mute button on the world and all it's distractions.