Wonder in the Eucharist

I sense a Eucharistic theology forming inside me the more I am drawn into both silence and the material ritual/liturgy of Eucharist. So with the risk of losing touch with the experience that informs this I'd like to share some of what is emerging....For a number of years now Quaker Meeting for Worship has been my primary contact with a local corporate body. However I have never quite lost touch with the Anglican roots that preceded it, indeed
I have continued to attend Eucharist from time to time...often finding that the depths that pull me are largely not attended to. The Quaker way and indeed the contemplative Christian path both have something to say about the Eucharistic nature of silence. I am not at all suggesting a discarding of the ritual of Eucharist. Along with Lawrence Freeman from the World Community for Christian Meditation, I simply envision a deepening when both silence and ritual dialogue with each other. In the Quaker unprogrammed tradition of meeting in silence and in other forms of contemplative prayer...holy communion is very much entered into...in the silence the real presence...the light of Christ...the bread of heaven. We bring our bodies for blessing for we are a dwelling place of the light. This is my body...this is my blood. In the silence take and eat, be nourished, know reality more deeply, know your connection to this reality, feel it, live it. Do this as often as you remember me. Return to this silent dwelling from which all love, all justice flow. Let the silence and the words that flow from this encounter help us to remember more fully Christ who is all and in all. Awaken the slumbering Christ...the self-emptied, self-offering one. Let this awakening be a natural opening. Jesus' words at the Last Supper have a cosmic immensity...only the most enlightened human being could utter them...they are in the words of Pierre Lacout, Catholic Quaker, 'silent words'. They are not to stop with Jesus though. Only followers who had apprehended the silent depths of the holy communion would bother writing these Gospel words down for subsequent generations. We are invited to take our turn too, blessing all that we can see, emptying and offering. This is my body. We know of the interrelationship of the cosmos from science and in silence we know this truth at the centre of our being. What then stops every meal from being sacred? Every intake of food, every inhalation of air? Moment by moment let us reign in our forgetfulness. Do this as often as you remember me. Holy communion is not once per week or once per day but in the immediacy of life. Our lot is to receive the gifts that uncover, reveal and peel back, living our constant communion.