Sunday, 29 June 2008
Wednesday, 25 June 2008
Spent the weekend at Guide camp. In spite of some torrential downpours and midgies with tackety boots on, we had a ball. One of the other Guiders sent me this pic - that just about sums it up. And, on a day charged with the emotions of saying goodbye to our local primary school and to my kirk session, it was just the tonic I needed. Incidentally, I'm the one flat on my back, helpless with laughter. Do you remember space hoppers - much more fun for adults!
Tuesday, 24 June 2008
There is an energy about this time of year. Full moon, summer solstice and midsummer's day. Their coinciding brought freaky weather, especially for those sleeping under canvas. But also a dynamic that's useful for processing events and shedding wounds carried far too long. Cleansing rain, purging fire, refreshing wind, absorbing earth, embracing and disempowering hurt, allowing the capacity to move on with healing. The mystery of how this all works together is as old as time but no less powerful now as it was in the beginning. And the timing? The timing is just right - as ever.
Monday, 23 June 2008
Its time. We spoke to the removal man tonight. We have a date and a deadline.
My world isn't particularly ordered at the best of times. The thought of being surrounded by packing materials and boxes fills me with dread but also with the notion of possibility. I might just be able to get rid of some of the clutter that has surrounded me for the last 7 years. Moving here from a much bigger house meant that we had far too much stuff. Maybe now, some of that stuff can finally go. We haven't missed it so really we can't need it.
All this potential for de-cluttering is actually very liberating on many levels. Time to weed out those things that drain, the weeds that choke out what is good and life-giving. Time to leave behind the things that have weighed us down. Time to move forward unfettered into light. A date and a deadline - for new life. It makes the packing seem more palatable.
Tuesday, 17 June 2008
I played in my final Inverclyde Academy music concert tonight before I move on to pastures new. I've been playing with the junior orchestra there for 6 years now and, my final concert, got to play with the first violins! I've always sought ways, as school chaplain to build relationships with young folk so that they don't see me simply as the person who's wheeled out for Religious Observance. There's a great bunch of staff and pupils and a wealth of talent in the music department at this comprehensive secondary school. I've loved being a part of it and hope that I can build similar relationships in my new parish. Tonight, though, congratulations to all of those talented youngsters and every blessing to those who are also moving on to pastures new: college, university and work. The future's bright with young people like those in it.
Thursday, 12 June 2008
This has been a week of "last things". Because terms are coming to an end, I've been involved in lots of meetings winding things up for the summer. For me, though, I won't be involved when the new term starts. A strange yet liberating feeling. Burdens are lifted. Excitement beckons. But it feels strange fluctuating between the liberation and the laying down, particularly when there is no one to whom I can pass on the baton.
And when I feel the ghost of loss, I have to remind myself that, this time next year, hopefully I will be just as involved in new situations and different opportunities. Endings are hard but in every ending is a new beginning.
Sunday, 8 June 2008
Saturday, 7 June 2008
Thursday, 5 June 2008
Thought this might be a good day to post a pic of my bug with the bumper sticker I begged (would have stolen) while in the states. Its proved useful in attracting strangers. Loads of folk stop and ask me about it - even a Canadian woman who called at the manse today looking for a tomb stone.