What comes to mind when you think of the word “luxury”? Do you imagine exotic vacations on faraway tropical islands, complete with white sandy beaches and someone nearby to make sure you never find the bottom of your piña colada? Or maybe luxury is embodied in the precision-crafted inner workings of a Swiss-made chronograph all wrapped up in a solid gold case and bracelet. However, I might encourage you to consider beyond the typical categories of luxury experiences and luxury goods when you think about what makes something luxurious.
In 2015, noted Swiss-Argentinian designer Alfredo Häberli was invited to create an art installation in cooperation with BMW's automotive design team. Häberli understands luxury; his beautiful armchairs and sofas can sell for tens of thousands of dollars. But when talking about what constitutes luxury, he didn’t mention the materials used to make the pieces. Nor did he mention old-world craftsmanship or modern, minimalist design.
So how does Alfredo Häberli define luxury? “For me,” he stated, “silence, space, and time are the luxury goods of the future.”
Think about that. Silence, space, and time. As I reflect on those words, it seems to me that “the luxury goods of the future” are actually very, very old.
Last month, I had the opportunity to visit the Abbey of Gethsemani in Trappist, Kentucky, for a weekend retreat. The Cistercian monks there live simply. Their motto, ora et labora (“prayer and work”), pretty much sums up their existence. There is silence on the grounds - talking is prohibited except in designated areas. The experience was odd at first, but I learned to welcome the silence. No one had any expectation of small talk in the public spaces. I didn’t have to engage in any kind of chit-chat at all. My introverted heart found the Abbey to be the most peaceful place I’ve ever known. The weirdest thing about it - and I only realized this about 24 hours in - was that I hadn’t seen or heard any advertisements the entire time I was there. My attention, which is usually splintered in countless directions, was able to find rest in the peace and quiet there.
Space was abundant at the abbey. The courtyard was an acre or two, filled with statues, trees, and birds. The ceilings in the cathedral were fifty feet or more at the peak, which made the sanctuary seem enormous. But the most space was to be found in the woods across the street, which comprised hundreds of acres and contained many miles of hiking trails. I climbed the four named knobs on the map, each with marvelous views of the surrounding countryside. And during that time, I was reminded why Jesus so often stole away to spend time in the wilderness.
When you have access to so much silence and so much space, time does something weird. It stretches out and slows down. I’m not sure how else to explain it. The weekend (plus dinner on Friday and breakfast on Monday) felt more like a whole week. I lingered over my meals because I never had to eat and run off to the next thing. One morning after breakfast, I poured myself a second cup of coffee and sat by the window to watch the birds at the bird feeder. For half an hour, I watched cardinals, jays, sparrows, finches, and the occasional squirrel come and go. I read two books cover-to-cover and started a third. I hiked ten miles on Sunday. During my time, I made it a point to attend a reasonable number of church services; I probably spent 3 or 4 hours in the sanctuary throughout the weekend, and I spent several more hours just sitting quietly with Jesus with no agenda other than enjoying his presence and his creation.
No one would ever confuse the Abbey of Gethsemani for a luxury resort. My room was austere but perfectly adequate and featured two small single beds, a desk, plain white walls, and institutional low-pile carpet. Meals were simple as well. Breakfast consisted of oatmeal or cereal. Soups and salads featured prominently for lunch and dinner. Despite the humble accommodation, silence, space, and time were in lavish supply, and the weekend retreat at the Abbey may have been the most luxurious experience I have ever been privileged to enjoy.
Michael Cook
Ministry Support Specialist
The Brethren Church