The Abbey of
Gethsemani
Statue
[To be honest, I
wasn’t aware of the possibilities that existed out here until I was told about
them by my Uncle and a friend of mine. Thank you, and rest in peace Uncle Mark and Father
Phil!]
I’ve found myself becoming more and more of a spiritual person the more I’ve
experienced the outdoors. Natural beauty just seems to have that kind of
effect on you. In fact, if you get out enough you may even find yourself
experiencing what I can only describe as some kind of spiritual grace as you
silently and appreciatively take in all that nature has to offer. The
feeling is close to, but not as powerful as, the feeling you get in a house of
worship and it was particularly evident on this hike.
I’ve mentioned before that while I’m in the midst of an outdoor experience I sometimes have feelings of guilt when I pass by things that I feel I should have taken more time to appreciate. Well, looked at in a different way, one might also consider the possibility that at some point you might cease to be a simple observer of the scenery to actually become a part of it! Your senses will simply start to dull and in their absence will exist a state of quiet reverie. Surely nature is a reflection of the Lords’ love for us as it stands in testament to Him with each wonderful scene that thankfully sings His praises, each in its own way. Well, I really do believe that at some point we, too, become a part of that – each in our own way! In fact, today I saw a video about the monks that seemed to indicate that an appreciation of the above is a form of prayer. I found this to be inspiring.
This hike provides something more as well. Sure, it’s a very spiritual little trek (as you might imagine being on the grounds of a monastery) but here you’re also liable to experience deep feelings of thankfulness and wonder as you walk. Why? Well, you may have heard of the most popular statues out here which depict Jesus and His disciples in the Garden of Gethesemane, but also placed at different intervals along the way are other fine religious statues and scenes which include the Good Shepherd, the Blessed Virgin, St. Joseph, the Sacred Heart of Jesus and St. Francis along with some nice places to sit and rest at each one. Add in the abbey bells that you’re likely to hear at different points along this hike and it all makes for one unforgettable experience!
Full directions are below, but I parked at
Once you reach the road (Highway 247) you’ll cross it
and turn right, going perhaps a couple hundred yards down before making a
left onto a trail clearly marked with “To the Statues” signs. Please be
careful for vehicles on this stretch, though! There isn’t a path alongside the road so
I walked on the pavement when there were no cars approaching. Then, when
one would become visible in the distance, I’d get way over on the side!
Let me also mention here that from this point on – and until you reach the
The path begins by leading you straight back through a little grove of trees on a fairly level plane. Then, after crossing a little bridge, the path will dart directly to the right and have you walking all the way across the top of an embankment. There’s a pond here (Guesthouse Pond) and it’s a very pleasant location. Whilst I was taking it in, I spotted a ladder at the other end of the embankment. You’ll want to climb this ladder and once you do you’ll find yourself at or near the top of a ridgeline overlooking the lake. You’ll soon encounter your first statue.
Now
I’ll be honest and admit that at first I didn't know there were more statues
other than those depicting Jesus and His disciples at
Further on was yet another set of statues – a pair of angels on either side of a
Biblical passage from Exodus 23:
Now by this time I could see a field up ahead that I’d soon be entering, but just before it there were two more statues – one of St. Francis and (further down) one of the Blessed Virgin. The expression on St. Francis’ face, in particular, struck me. Check out his piercing, inquisitive eyes!
…and near the Blessed Virgin was a large rock which was said to be part of Thomas Mertons’ rock garden.
Once in the field – a beautiful, peace filled spot – I continued to follow the signs which directed me toward a little knob hill just ahead and to my left. A trail led upwards through the trees… But wait... There was a couple ahead of me. I decided to let them go so as not to disturb the tranquility of their experience. Instead, I’ll at this point note that the trails out here can be quite confusing. You can always go back the way you came when you’re done, but if you’d like to make this a loop the way I did I’ll try to simplify it.
When you reach the point at which you’re looking
directly up the path up the hill, spin around to face the exact opposite direction.
Ahead of you lies yet another beautifully depicted scene of the Sacred Heart of
Jesus, and at about
Back to the present... Climb up the hill and through those trees just a little bit and you’ll encounter a scene so powerful that it’s liable to have an everlasting effect upon you. First you’ll find 3 of the apostles - Peter, James and John - asleep.
Then, maybe 20 yards further on, you’ll encounter Jesus on his knees, arms at either side of his head as he looks toward the heavens in sheer agony. The scene was so moving that I found myself putting a comforting hand upon Jesus’ shoulder not once, but twice.
You can’t help but feel sympathy for the apostles as well. My thoughts were these: Yes, Jesus told them what must to happen to him, but could they truly have believed things would progress as horribly as they did? To face crucifixion was to face excruciating torture and death. It was a fate reserved for the worst criminals, yet Jesus was the sweetest entity on the planet! Surely they couldn’t have thought that things could possibly get as bad as all that… Surely such horrors would not befall him! They fell asleep…
Well, with all this to ponder I stayed for quite a while not wanting to leave… According to a sign here these works of art were sculpted by a man named Walter Hancock. I couldn’t find much information on him, but there’s a nice write-up on Wikipedia. I eventually moved on, but as I did so I found that the path was actually becoming harder and harder to follow. It just wasn’t well trodden. No matter. It quickly reached an end as it descended back down one side of the hill and deposited me into another field (you’re better off just retracing your steps). As it was, I took a left and actually wound up walking all the way around the hill and back to the spot where I’d first walked up! NOTE: There's now another statue here which informs you that the trail has ended (second photo below). You won't have to do what I did. :)
At this point I assessed my situation... I really wanted to
see St. Edmond’s
Back on the road, I pondered the two silos again and wondered whether or not the farm was still in operation. Would I have any dogs chasing after me? I didn’t. The farm did seem deserted. Maybe someone donated their farm and all their beautiful farmland to the Abbey? If so, I am very thankful to them and to to the Abbey for sharing this wonderful acreage with visitors!
The remainder of the hike was basically a walk along this road, and once you spot the abbey in the distance you’ll also notice a couple little mounds which provide some nice overlook points. These are interesting and definitely worth checking out, yet at this point it was time for me to get back home. What an incredible experience this was! I’d more than recommend it to anyone, and it would be an especially powerful experience around Easter!
DIRECTIONS:
From the