Winter in Solitude
The trees and the fields really show us that state of quiet being--and without that time of fallowness, they cannot produce leaves or fruit in the coming year. We're a little like that too--we need time to figure out who we are and how we sit with God.
I hiked a bit, and found some interesting things, both in the woods and in my heart...
(Benedictine hospitality--walking sticks at the head of every trail!) |
I left the abbey really early, and so I stopped when the sun rose (which was not so early--around 8 am!!). The fields were frozen, the sky pink.
I'm grateful for the time to find a sense of myself, to know who I am as I begin (and even have begun) a new way of being in this world.
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