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Stories of Transformation
Stories of healing, inner change, and lives shaped through contemplative practice.
In this conversation, we sit down with Michael, a member of the Outside the Walls community, for a heartfelt reflection on presence, prayer, and inner transformation.
About halfway through my twenty-year prison sentence, I told my mom, “The day I leave this place will be the happiest and the saddest day of my life.”
The happiest—because I would finally regain my liberty after decades behind bars. The saddest—because by then, prison had also given me brothers. Men I lived with, worked with, prayed with. Men whose presence softened the daily dehumanization of incarceration. Without those relationships, many of us would not have survived.
That paradox has never left me.
Roots of the Practice
Stories of origin, lineage, and the history that continues to nourish this work.
Contemplative life brings us, again and again, to the recognition of our deep unity — the oneness that lives beneath every division we imagine. And at the same time, we live inside the human condition, where division is part of the texture of almost everything we do.
Mike Kelley:
I recently visited with Phil, and we were talking about the good old times, including the very first meeting of the Contemplative Fellowship (at Folsom Prison). And he told me that John, who was very instrumental at the time (a very charismatic guy), went over to him and said, “I've got a program we’re just starting, and you're going to it.”
I visited the centering prayer group at Old Folsom Prison in the late spring of 2013. It was scary to go into the prison — its gothic-like architecture with medieval-looking gates and huge granite stones was intimidating. We had to go through several gates, walk by the men's cells, by the showers, and then across the yard in order to reach Greystone Chapel, where the centering prayer group meets.
Contemplative Reflections
Essays and reflections on prayer, silence, and the deeper movements of the Spirit.
“This is the freedom Centering Prayer is going to,” says Father Thomas Keating. Every return, every act of consent to the presence and action of the Divine, fosters detachment from stubbornly following our own path, our own will.
In the spring of 1961, I was a senior at St. Ignatius High School in San Francisco. At that time a notorious killer was awaiting execution in San Quentin’s gas chamber. Two years previous, Alex Robillard was stopped in a stolen car by Hillsborough police officer Eugene Doran. Alex was 19 at the time and a professional criminal. He shot Doran six times, the last bullet fired in the neck to insure death.
Precisely a week ago, four volunteers descended on an Airbnb in Graceville, Florida, making final preparations to spend the next day in prison. Sue, Linda, and William traveled over 300 miles to join Chandra, one of two volunteers who support a Centering Prayer group inside Graceville Correctional Facility (GCF), a medium security prison housing nearly 1900 men.
This video features short excerpts from conversations with members of our Outside the Walls community. These brief reflections offer glimpses into their experiences and the ways Centering Prayer has helped them find steadiness and peace in the midst of life’s storms.