Since May 2, the feast day of St Athanasius the Great (Bishop of Alexandria), I have been hushed by this icon. Even yet, I don't have anything to say about it because I'm not sure what needs to be said about it, if anything. But this saint, this brother, has hold of my attention and my lips and won't let go of them. There are comments I would like to make about my current meditation, about Athanasius, and about so many other things happening in my spiritual life right now. I just don't know how to proceed, or if I should.