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Tuesday, 1 September 2009

The Jesus Prayer: Prayer of the Heart in Eastern Tradition



St Gregory Palamas
The following passages are taken from Father Henri J.M. Nouwen’s book “Reaching Out,” published in 1975:

The Way of a Pilgrim (140-148 )

Among the many spiritualities, style of prayer and ways to God, there is one way that is relatively unknown but might prove to have special relevance in our contemporary spiritual climate. That is the spirituality of Hesychasm, one of the oldest spiritual traditions in the Eastern Orthodox Church, which lately received new attention in the West through the publication of an English edition of The Way of a Pilgrim. Rather than giving short descriptions of different spiritual ways, it seems more valuable to discuss in some detail just one way: the way of the Hesychasts. This is valuable not only because Hesychasm illustrates much that has been said but also because what it says has a remarkably modern ring to it.

While all of us are called to search with diligence and perseverance for the prayer of our own heart—ie, the prayer that is most our own and that forms our unique way of reaching out to our God—Hesychasm makes the prayer of the heart its central concept, gives it a very concrete content and offers explicit guidelines to realise it.

What, then is Hesychasm? Hesychasm (from the Greek word hesychia=repose) is a spiritual tradition that found its beginnings in the fifth century, developed in the monasteries on Mount Sinai and later on Mount Athos, was found very much alive during the spiritual renewal in nineteenth-century Russia, and is gradually being discovered by the West as one of the most valuable “schools” of prayer. The prayer in which the hesychastic tradition finds its deepest expression is the Jesus prayer consisting of the simple words: “Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy upon me.” Timothy Ware says concerning the Jesus prayer:

. . . around these few words many Orthodox over the centuries have built their spiritual life and through this one prayer have entered into the deepest mysteries of Christians knowledge.



There is probably no simpler nor livelier way to understand the richness of Hesychasm and the Jesus prayer than by listening to the remarkable story of an anonymous Russian peasant who wandered through his vast country discovering with growing amazement and inner joy the marvellous fruits of the Jesus prayer. In The Way of a Pilgrim his story is written down, most probably by a Russian monk whom he met on his journey.



A few years ago I spent three days in retreat with two close friends. Most of the time we kept silence but after dinner we read to each other the story of the pilgrim. To our own surprise this pleasant and charming spiritual book had a profound influence on us and opened for us a new and very simple way to prayer in the midst of our very restless and hectic lives. We still talk about those days as “the days with the pilgrim.”

In The Way of a Pilgrim the Russian peasant tells us how he goes from town to town, church to church and monk to monk to find out how to pray without ceasing (see 1 Thessalonians 5:17). After having heard many sermons and consulted many people in vain, he finds a holy starets (monk) who teaches him the Jesus prayer. The starets first reads to him the following words of Simeon the New Theologian:


St Symeon the New Theologian.



Sit down alone and in silence. Lower your head, shut your eyes, breathe out gently and imagine yourself looking into your own heart. Carry your mind, ie, your thoughts, from your head to your heart. As you breathe out say: “Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me.” Say it moving your lips gently, or say it in your mind. Try to put all other thoughts aside. Be calm, be patient and repeat the process very frequently.

After having read this to his visitor, the starets instruct him to say the Jesus prayer three thousand times each day, then six thousand times, then twelve thousand times and finally— as often as he wants. The pilgrim is very happy to have found a master and follows carefully his instructions. He says:

Under this guidance I spent the whole summer in ceaseless oral prayer to Jesus Christ, and I felt absolute peace in my soul. During sleep I often dreamed that I was saying the Prayer. And during the day, if I happened to meet anyone, all men without exception were as dear to me as if they had been my nearest relations.. . . I thought of nothing whatever but my Prayer, my mind tended to listen to it, and my heart began of itself to feel at times a certain warmth and pleasure.



After the death of his holy starets, the peasant wanders from town to town with his prayer. The prayer has given him new strength to deal with all the adversities of the pilgrim life and turn all pains into joy:

At times I do as much as forty-three or –four miles a day, and do not feel that I am walking at all. I am aware only of the fact that I am saying my Prayer. When the bitter cold pierces me, I begin to say my Prayer more earnestly and I quickly get warm all over. When hunger begins to overcome me, I call more often on the Name of Jesus and I forget my wish for food. When I fall ill and get rheumatism in my back and legs, I fix my thoughts on the Prayer and do not notice the pain. If anyone harms me, I have only to think, “How sweet is the Prayer of Jesus!” and the injury and the anger alike pass away and I forget it all.



The pilgrim, however, has no illusions. He realises that, notwithstanding these events, his prayer had not yet become the prayer of the heart in the fullest sense. The starets had told him that all these experiences are part of “an artificial state which follows quite naturally upon routine.” For the prayer of the heart, he says, “I await God’s time.” After many unsuccessful attempts to find word and a place to stay, he decides to go to the tomb of St. Innocent of Irkutsk in Siberia.

My idea was that in the forests and steppes of Siberia I should travel in greater silence and therefore in a way that was better for prayer and reading. And this journey I undertook, all the while saying my oral Prayer without stopping.



It is on this journey that the pilgrim experiences the prayer of the heart for the first time. In very lively, simple and direct words he tells us how it came about and how it led him into the most intimate relationship with Jesus.

After no great lapse of time I had the feeling that the Prayer had, so to speak, by its own action passed from my lips to my heart. That is to say, it seemed as though my heart in its ordinary beating began to say the words of the Prayer within at each beat. . . I gave up saying the Prayer with my lips. I simply listened carefully to what my heart was saying. It seemed as though my eyes looked right down into it; . . Then I felt something like a pain in my heart, and in my thoughts so great a love for Jesus Christ that I pictured

The following passages are taken from Father Henri J.M. Nouwen’s book “Reaching Out,” published in 1975:


The Way of a Pilgrim (140-148 )

Among the many spiritualities, style of prayer and ways to God, there is one way that is relatively unknown but might prove to have special relevance in our contemporary spiritual climate. That is the spirituality of Hesychasm, one of the oldest spiritual traditions in the Eastern Orthodox Church, which lately received new attention in the West through the publication of an English edition of The Way of a Pilgrim. Rather than giving short descriptions of different spiritual ways, it seems more valuable to discuss in some detail just one way: the way of the Hesychasts. This is valuable not only because Hesychasm illustrates much that has been said but also because what it says has a remarkably modern ring to it.

While all of us are called to search with diligence and perseverance for the prayer of our own heart—ie, the prayer that is most our own and that forms our unique way of reaching out to our God—Hesychasm makes the prayer of the heart its central concept, gives it a very concrete content and offers explicit guidelines to realise it.

What, then is Hesychasm? Hesychasm (from the Greek word hesychia=repose) is a spiritual tradition that found its beginnings in the fifth century, developed in the monasteries on Mount Sinai and later on Mount Athos, was found very much alive during the spiritual renewal in nineteenth-century Russia, and is gradually being discovered by the West as one of the most valuable “schools” of prayer. The prayer in which the hesychastic tradition finds its deepest expression is the Jesus prayer consisting of the simple words: “Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy upon me.” Timothy Ware says concerning the Jesus prayer:

. . . around these few words many Orthodox over the centuries have built their spiritual life and through this one prayer have entered into the deepest mysteries of Christians knowledge.



There is probably no simpler nor livelier way to understand the richness of Hesychasm and the Jesus prayer than by listening to the remarkable story of an anonymous Russian peasant who wandered through his vast country discovering with growing amazement and inner joy the marvellous fruits of the Jesus prayer. In The Way of a Pilgrim his story is written down, most probably by a Russian monk whom he met on his journey.



A few years ago I spent three days in retreat with two close friends. Most of the time we kept silence but after dinner we read to each other the story of the pilgrim. To our own surprise this pleasant and charming spiritual book had a profound influence on us and opened for us a new and very simple way to prayer in the midst of our very restless and hectic lives. We still talk about those days as “the days with the pilgrim.”



In The Way of a Pilgrim the Russian peasant tells us how he goes from town to town, church to church and monk to monk to find out how to pray without ceasing (see 1 Thessalonians 5:17). After having heard many sermons and consulted many people in vain, he finds a holy starets (monk) who teaches him the Jesus prayer. The starets first reads to him the following words of Simeon the New Theologian:



Sit down alone and in silence. Lower your head, shut your eyes, breathe out gently and imagine yourself looking into your own heart. Carry your mind, ie, your thoughts, from your head to your heart. As you breathe out say: “Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me.” Say it moving your lips gently, or say it in your mind. Try to put all other thoughts aside. Be calm, be patient and repeat the process very frequently.



After having read this to his visitor, the starets instruct him to say the Jesus prayer three thousand times each day, then six thousand times, then twelve thousand times and finally— as often as he wants. The pilgrim is very happy to have found a master and follows carefully his instructions. He says:

Under this guidance I spent the whole summer in ceaseless oral prayer to Jesus Christ, and I felt absolute peace in my soul. During sleep I often dreamed that I was saying the Prayer. And during the day, if I happened to meet anyone, all men without exception were as dear to me as if they had been my nearest relations.. . . I thought of nothing whatever but my Prayer, my mind tended to listen to it, and my heart began of itself to feel at times a certain warmth and pleasure.



After the death of his holy starets, the peasant wanders from town to town with his prayer. The prayer has given him new strength to deal with all the adversities of the pilgrim life and turn all pains into joy:

At times I do as much as forty-three or –four miles a day, and do not feel that I am walking at all. I am aware only of the fact that I am saying my Prayer. When the bitter cold pierces me, I begin to say my Prayer more earnestly and I quickly get warm all over. When hunger begins to overcome me, I call more often on the Name of Jesus and I forget my wish for food. When I fall ill and get rheumatism in my back and legs, I fix my thoughts on the Prayer and do not notice the pain. If anyone harms me, I have only to think, “How sweet is the Prayer of Jesus!” and the injury and the anger alike pass away and I forget it all.



The pilgrim, however, has no illusions. He realises that, notwithstanding these events, his prayer had not yet become the prayer of the heart in the fullest sense. The starets had told him that all these experiences are part of “an artificial state which follows quite naturally upon routine.” For the prayer of the heart, he says, “I await God’s time.” After many unsuccessful attempts to find word and a place to stay, he decides to go to the tomb of St. Innocent of Irkutsk in Siberia.

My idea was that in the forests and steppes of Siberia I should travel in greater silence and therefore in a way that was better for prayer and reading. And this journey I undertook, all the while saying my oral Prayer without stopping.



It is on this journey that the pilgrim experiences the prayer of the heart for the first time. In very lively, simple and direct words he tells us how it came about and how it led him into the most intimate relationship with Jesus.

After no great lapse of time I had the feeling that the Prayer had, so to speak, by its own action passed from my lips to my heart. That is to say, it seemed as though my heart in its ordinary beating began to say the words of the Prayer within at each beat. . . I gave up saying the Prayer with my lips. I simply listened carefully to what my heart was saying. It seemed as though my eyes looked right down into it; . . Then I felt something like a pain in my heart, and in my thoughts so great a love for Jesus Christ that I pictured myself, if only I could see Him, throwing myself at His feet and not letting them go from my embrace, kissing them tenderly, and thanking Him with tears for having of His love and grace allowed me to find so great a consolation in His Name, me, His unworthy and sinful creature! Further there came into my heart a gracious warmth which spread through my whole breast.



The prayer of the heart gives the pilgrim an immense joy and an unspeakable experience of God’s presence. Wherever he goes and with whomever he speaks from here on, he cannot resist speaking about God who dwells in him. Although he never tries to convert people or change their behaviour but always looks for silence and solitude, he nevertheless finds that the people he meets respond deeply to him and his words and rediscover God in their own lives. Thus, the pilgrim, who by his confession of sin and unceasing supplication for mercy, recognises his distance from God, finds himself travelling through the world in his most intimate company and inviting others to share in it.



With the Mind in the Heart

If we should not move beyond the charming story if the Russian peasant and are only enamoured by the appeal of its nineteenth-century romanticism, it might lead us no further than it did Franny and Zooey in J.D. Salinger’s novel, that is, to mental confus

The pilgrim’s story, however, is just one ripple of the deep mystical stream of Russian Hesychasm in the nineteenth century. How deep and powerful this stream really was is revealed in The Art of Prayer. This book, which was one of Thomas Merton’s favourite books, is an orthodox anthology on the prayer of the heart, collected by Chariton of Valams, and contains excerpts of the works of nineteen-century Russian spiritual writers, in particular, Bishop Theophan the Recluse. It is a rich record of mystical prayer and shows us one of the most concrete ways to reach out to God from the center of our innermost self. There we hear Theophan the Recluse say to one of the many who asked his guidance:

I will remind you of only one thing: one must descend with the mind into the heart, and there stand before the face of the Lord, ever present, all seeing within you. The prayer takes a firm and steadfast hold, when a small fire begins to burn in the heart. Try not to quench this fire, and it will become established in such a way that the prayer repeats itself; and then you will have within you a small murmuring stream.



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