
This morning I went to the most quiet prayer church I know in Florence. Badia is not noted as one of the museum churches of Florence (although it has a long history and is one of the current of the Monastic Communities of Jerusalem)and therefore is particularly void of noise and people. In fact it is the most silent place in the city. My point, however, isn’t about silence, but that I continued the morning prayer time that I have at home; the time frame changed but not the spirit. Today a 9AM cappucchino at the local bar on my way to Badia replaced coffee at home in the Angel Room at 6.