Hermit or Anchorite A thing of the Past?

Much of my life's journey has been one weaved throughout with the silence that I was born with.  As

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an autistic child I had difficulty "grounding" in the everyday life that everyone else seemed to find so easy to live in.  I took me literally over 20 years before I was able to finally integrate better into the "normalcy" of life.  Still, the silence calls me and pulls me as a fish that has learned to walk on land but feels most at home in the water.
A confessor I had in the past, a monk himself, commented after knowing me for sometime that he could recognize that I need the silence like others need air and to be careful not to get so involved in "the world" or I might have the danger of harming my inner self.  He was right, for as much as I try to interact as "normal" as possible, my spirit at times feels as if its drowning not for lack of air, but for lack of silence.  This might be attributed in a big way to my autism but I feel that it is also due to the relationship Jesus fostered with me as a child.  I say He fostered it because it was he who allowed me to sense him, to feel his quiet presence within my own silence.  It was his grace that led me then and still now, "out" little by little to a world he chooses to have me live in and interact with as best as I can.
So why the title of this post?  Is the hermit life or anchorite life a thing of the past?  I think not.  I also realize that it is a life that only the Holy Spirit can inspire.  It is a life that is not meant for me because I am autistic, but because through the autistic silence and view I learned to listen for and appreciate the small whispers of the presence of God who always waits for us to turn toward him as he gently turns toward us in his loving presence.

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As a music minister for many years in the Eastern Byzantine side of the Catholic church I studied and read some writings of the Church Fathers and Doctors of the Church (some of whom are woman).  I wrote the background music to excerpts from a very ancient manuscript that describes the lives of the Early Church "Fathers", some who were not even priests or deacons as we know, but rather lay people, who had a burning need to look toward the Godly realm much like a deer stares at headlights.  It is here in this modern day that I find myself.  Standing like them, as a "deer" staring into the Glory and Light of God that I cannot let go of and I am ever grateful for. 
There are many others being called to "pay attention" to the inner whispers of the Holy Spirit.  Calling them to the quiet.  Maybe not necessarily to become a hermit or anchorite but at the very least to be still, to take a breath, to slow down, to listen.  This is something each of us can do, with his help.   For more information on the modern call to the life of a hermit or anchorite visit this link below which will take you to an interesting article on Lay Monasticism and the anchorite or hermetical life.
How I became A Medieval - Style Anchorite?

Read about other "Lay" people who were called by the Holy Spirit to a more intimate walk with God.

The Call of The Desert By Bishop Francis M. Zayek,

The Life Of Mary of Egypt 

St. Francis Imitator of Jesus