A month for moving.
I walked a labyrinth yesterday. Something I’ve done many times before, however, as always with the labyrinth it is different every time. This was one of what I call the “proper ones” without modern distractions on the path! (they are good in their own way, but really don’t compete). As I entered the centre, all the past and the future was before me, memories long hidden came flooding to the fore, hopes dreams and expectations for the journey out. We are always journeying in and out. I’ve just got to the outside and am about to start in again!! I start the journey inwards on the 17th, we move on the 26th (ish)
Just read this in the “Resurrection: Myth or Reality?” by John Shelby Spong.
Tradition is the living faith of dead people to which we must add our chapter while we have the gift of life. But traditionalism is the dead faith of living people who fear that if any jot or tittle changes, the whole enterprise will crumble.
Inspired!
Well, this is where it all begins. The house is found, a school is not, but will be organised soon, the college is waiting for arrival…. and still we have to sell our house and move.
So much to do and so little time, I should also be going to Iona and Camas this summer, it [...]