Retreat

Oh, hello. Remember me? Just popping in to say good morning. I’ve been on writing retreat this week. It’s been delicious to pull back and focus on the work. I’m getting clarity with Presences of Absences as I continue to weave the tapestry of a story about learning to listen. It’s hard, satisfying work and it makes such a difference to have uninterrupted time to focus on it.

One morning the heavens declared the glory like this. I went out in the yard in my pajamas and bare feet to capture an image of the majesty. Most mornings were gray (we’re having the strangest summer), so this one was especially precious. I didn’t look at the photos I took until yesterday; I’ve been so focused on words.

The garden has required neither water nor attention. It’s been good (read: wet and cool) retreat weather. One day I read an entire book—it’s been years since I had that pleasure.

I’m shaking the writer cobwebs off and returning to real life for a few days before heading into another week of solitude, silence, and word weaving. It’s supposed to be hot next week and it’ll require more discipline to stay on task. Meanwhile, this morning we dipped to a brisk 9 degrees Celsius (48 degrees Fahrenheit).

Word wrangler. Photo taker. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
4 comments
  1. So happy you have gifted yourself with a writing retreat! Nothing quite like finding the solitude you need right at home.

    1. Indeed, Sherrey. I considered going somewhere for a retreat this summer but realized I can find what I am looking for right here. Isn’t that often the way?

  2. I long to have uninterrupted time to focus on my work, but such is life. You are a good model of self-discipline and self-care. Thank you, Linda!

    1. Gerry and I both enjoy his summer backpacking and salmon fishing junkets — just in different ways. 🙂

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