Living in a manse ( a church house), as soon as you step over the threshhold, you're back at work. And so, within a very short space of time I find myself home, unpacking, rearranging, responding to calls and, generally, picking up the threads of life again. I've learned that breaks have to be exploited for every inch of potential because there is no such thing as gently easing back in - its back to work with a vengeance.
But this picture of the setting sun on Crossapol Bay on Tiree was just one of the majestic moments that we enjoyed on our New Year's break. The light dancing rainbow colours on the wet sand accompanied by the symphony of the crashing waves on a beach made for surfing are images held deep within, imprinted on the soul, images that have soothed and healed and brought love and forgiveness. As well as a renewed sense of hope, that there are other ways of being, ways that bring wholeness, not pain, fulfillment and not frustration. The spirit feels liberated, the heart is brimming over with love and gratitude and the mind is filled with determination not to fall into the old ways, not to be stifled and submerged. Love, the gravity that first drew me here and continues to hold me, is an overpowering force, one that will work its way in, dancing with the light and creating miracles.
These words come from Josh Groban's Believe - used in The Polar Express:
Believe in what you feel inside and give your dreams the wings to fly
You have everything you need .... if you just believe.
Its time to give our dreams those wings.