As the sun rose over the desert this morning, I sat in the stillness of this holy place and felt a gentle question stir in my heart: Do we meet others with judgment, or with empathy? Here, where the Burning Bush once spoke of divine presence, I’m reminded that empathy opens doors judgment will always close. One softens, the other hardens. One sees the soul, the other only the shadow. So today, I invite you to pause with me in this silence — to notice where judgment shows up i

Greetings from St. Catherine’s Monastery, where the desert meets the sky and the Burning Bush still whispers of holy fire. Here, time slows. Stones remember. Prayers rise like incense. And in the stillness of midday, while the monastery rests in siesta, the mountain holds its own quiet stories — of wisdom, of courage, and of divine presence. Sitting here, I feel how every silence carries a blessing, how every shadow hides a spark of light. May this light touch your path where