I am reading Walter Hilton’s Scales of Perfection. When I read anchorite focused literature, especially medieval, it always strikes me that they draw a sharp contrast between the inner life and the outer. A distinction that Hilton centres on the heart. “One cannot turn to God in the body if one has not turned to God in the heart”.

Vowed life is not about what happens outside. That is the rhythm and routine to give space. It is all about what happens inside – in the heart. And the inside is about all of me and not just the intellect.

Anyway.