20 May 2013
How much are those vollies in the window? Photo by Dawn Young
I actually wrote the body of this blog back in November, when I was still on Iona. I'm not sure why I never posted it but am going to do so now since it reminded me of what I should be doing right now (being in the moment). I also reminds me how lucky I was to have spent 7 months of my life changing my view and meeting new friends...
These are friends who have opened up my world over and over again...who have given me a shoulder to cry on, a place to stay while traveling here in the States, and some have even come along for the ride. Seeing as I just spent a week exploring some of my future options with one of these amazing friends...I want to take this opportunity to express my love and gratitude. I know it isn't Wednesday...but I hope you will overlook that :)
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November 7th, 2012
Yesterday I went with most of the vollies to Oban. It was an interesting experience since I was supposed to be one of the ones departing...
I am considering myself quite blessed these days and it's a weird thing to think about with all my family and friends having just gone through the devastation of hurricane Sandy.
The amount of love I have been experiencing here has been life changing. And I don't just mean how I've added words like "Rubbish" to my every day vocabulary...
To be honest, when I left New York I felt pretty battered in heart and spirit.
Today, I feel very much changed and I thank God for that because I couldn't have kept up the other way of life for much longer.
The ease with which I can move around within my heart these days is staggering. There is a peace there. A peace I had a difficult time summoning up in the last days of my former New York life.
Iona has brought me experiences I never thought I'd have. I am constantly surprised...and yet in some ways, not surprised at all. There had always been a little voice inside me that said, "Trust" and so I tried to be patient...to wait and see. It isn't always easy but the voice does tend to be right.
I am starting to think about what I shall do next. And it's not an easy thought at all. I have absolutely no idea which way to turn, so I'm hoping that if I stay in the moment long enough the wind will blow me towards something. A mindful something...something that has meaning and purpose.
One of the closing lines in our daily services is "We will not offer to God: Offerings that cost us nothing"
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That is as far as I got with the original piece. The title of this post is also a line from the good old Green Iona Abbey worship book. Now I will remain standing to go out into my life.
XO