One of my absolute favourite books is William Dalrymple’s ‘From the Holy Mountain’. It is travel writing of the highest quality, describing a journey through the Levant from Mount Athos through Turkey, Syria and Israel to the remotest corner of the Byzantine Empire in the Deserts of Egypt, and . But for me what it offers in an insight into an almost vanished Christian world of mystics and Desert Fathers, and for a book which is often light, even comic, there are some profound moments.
‘You can pray anywhere. After all, God is everywhere, so you can find him everywhere.’ He gestured to the darkening sand dunes outside: ‘But in the desert, in the pure clean atmosphere, in the silence -there you can find yourself.’