In a sense contemplation is a luxury. That which is a luxury, to be fully enjoyed, must find a time without distraction or disruption. To make room for the “luxury” of contemplation, cares, worries, wealth, possessions, etc. must be put aside because they all demand time that gets between us and contemplation. The poor, the sick, and the busy have little time for luxury.
I am retired, financially stable, and healthy. So, with such opportunity for the luxury of contemplation,why do I still find so many things to put between it and me? There seems to be a number of things each of which gets between me and contemplation – the so-called treasures of my heart. Contemplation cannot thrive (in fact, may not be able to exist) in company with these “things.” That is why if I am a person that willingly carries around these impediments. I must seek the luxury of times when I can, with determination, cast them aside and simply bask in Your presence – and, even better, to perfect ways by which to develop a consciousness of that presence within the context of all those “things.”
The monks and cloistered religious admittedly surround themselves with fewer impediments, but they do engage in work, chores, maintenance, and manufacture that might impinge upon their contemplative life style if they were not able to incorporate their daily routines with contemplation. That incorporation is what seems to be the magical means of living fully the contemplative life. When you reflect on it, it seems odd, but the contemplative state seems to be the state of life every human being was meant to live. All utopias fail without its perfection.