The door is opened. Light pours in through the windows, and memories of meeting God are heavy in the air. A desire to pray is stirred in my heart. For other people it may not be a particular room but a walk along a familiar path or sitting down in a special chair. I have a friend who finds that a bathtub is the best place to meet God.
Distractions are at a minimum.
Tensions are relaxed. Prayer can flourish. We need to seek solutions that fit the peculiarities of our own situations. Perhaps our prayer lives have been areas of struggle. Perhaps our relationship with God is in need of renewal.