Musings from Michaelhouse
Why is it that I’m always five minutes late for everything? I found myself musing on this when I arrived for Morning Prayer half way through the psalm for the second time this week. Am I congenitally incapable of being on time or is it something about our modern world that makes me think that it’s good to pack in one more thing before dashing to the next? This morning it was loading up the washing machine.
Next week I’m off on retreat – the Hebrides beckon – and I know I will learn afresh that life in all its fullness is very different from living a full life. I think it was Mandela that said ‘Be the change you wish to see in the world’. While I know this, it’s hard to live it, or rather to simply ‘be’ it. Any suggestions – other than not doing the washing or making Morning Prayer either shorter or longer – gratefully received!
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it’s not you, it’s NORMAL for being a working mother. completely brilliant to see you blogging on this fab new website. looking forward to more.
Have a really good time on Iona. I remember being there around my 25th anniversary of ordination. A thin place.
Heartily agree about Iona being a thin place. I remember with great fondness being there with a band of Australian pilgrims 18 months ago. One priest didn’t believe in thin places at the start of the week, but by the end of it had been convinced, and that he was in one!
Thanks for your messages – great to get them. I’m back, and re-connected!. There’s nowhere quite like Iona to remind me of my own insignificance and yet how uniquely precious we all are….
The best way to just ‘be ‘ is to give up work!! Plenty of time to muse then!!