I met the other day, in Latin America, a remarkable group of young people. They had discovered the contemplative dimension of life at an early stage thanks to a teacher who had discovered it later in his life. They were waiting sedately in the chapel, in their pews, when I arrived to meet them. But when I saw that there were cushions scattered on the floor of the sanctuary, I asked them where they would like to sit. As if electronically ejected from their benches, they were on the cushions in a flash. I asked them how long they would like to meditate for and they said they normally did 20 minutes. They were between 12 and 14 years old.After the meditation, we discussed their questions and then I asked them mine. Why did they think it was good to learn to pray in stillness and silence, tho