I returned to Australia a few days ago, but I find that this time of sabbatical is continuing. So many rich experiences. Such generous hospitality extended to me. So much to ponder and integrate. And so, I continue with my postings on “Border Crossings.” I woke early, just as the darkness was fading. A cool summer’s morning with heavy cloud. Silent but not silent. The breeze is blowing, the birds are twittering, an occasional car can be heard passing in the distance. I woke early, aware of the invitation to emptiness. But not a hollow emptiness, rather a full emptiness, strange as that may sound. I carry with me the vivid images of the bare branches of the winter trees in Llandudno, Manchester and Bristol, that I walked beside just a few days ago And I am sitting opposite our Christmas tree. Multiple branches collected from around the park outside our apartment, felled by the recent storm, ...
have a wonderful and life-giving journey, dear Liz, and may you return renewed and refreshed with a grateful heart, whatever the journey will reveal for you... much love Beate
ReplyDeleteLiz, have been very much with you as you enjoy the AECSD conference and head for the USA.
ReplyDeleteWill follow your journey with much interest and fascination. Have printed out your full itinerary and will keep it on my desk for regular 'unions'.
Love Michael