It's a kinda magic
The Advent Festival.
I know it is hard work and it is bitty and it is grey hair inducing for those who are at the heart of it, but by god, does the school put on an amazing show. Not one, but two restaurants that serve the most astonishing food. The crafts and activities. Natural materials. Wonder making moments. Storytelling to start with. A concert of live music after. A fair with some of the best handmade materials and homemade goods. Books. People. And the list goes on and on and on.
And this year i wasn't quite prepared for it. But after two days, i really got into the mood. I think best of all the kids who have grown up with the festival, running around the school grounds, playing and having fun with each other. Their cheeks cold and their voices high, excited.
As i sit with a cupful of the most delicious tea i have ever had, courtesy of the Christian Community, herbs from the fields of Ireland and honey from the hives Ben and Ava have, i think let us try to make the world a better place. And this is a little bit of trying.
It feels like after a long time, some kind of strange resolution is coming to pass in my life. After slogging in the dark, after trudging, all the parts are being given some kind of relief and blessing. I'm beginning to understand the way life works a bit. For a moment, i am being given this glimpse. For a moment, all those parts that seemed to be knotty balls seemed to have worked themselves free. There is harmony in the spheres and it is playing out down here.
How strange isn't it? That one moment life can be overburdened and the next, the load has been lifted. One minute we can be ungainly, the next filled with grace.
So for this grace filled moment, i thank the universe. I want to say, i recognised you and I am grateful for it. I want to say, i acknowledge the relief and the lessons. After walking and walking in the cold and the dark, i have found the little warm traveller's rest. And i am sitting before the fire, enjoying the company of the few who are also there. We eat simple, wholesome food and sip hot, revivifying brew. And after excellent conversation that includes laughter and music, after a good night's sleep, we will have a hearty breakfast, don our coats and boots, grab our sticks and set out once again, to climb that mountain, to head the pass, refreshed, renewed, ready to encounter whatever it is we have to encounter along the way.
I am starting to understand that life is literally a journey and I am journeyman. There is only one destination and let me not get there sooner or later than I need to, nor waste the lessons and beauty that I must meet along the way.
Amen.
I know it is hard work and it is bitty and it is grey hair inducing for those who are at the heart of it, but by god, does the school put on an amazing show. Not one, but two restaurants that serve the most astonishing food. The crafts and activities. Natural materials. Wonder making moments. Storytelling to start with. A concert of live music after. A fair with some of the best handmade materials and homemade goods. Books. People. And the list goes on and on and on.
And this year i wasn't quite prepared for it. But after two days, i really got into the mood. I think best of all the kids who have grown up with the festival, running around the school grounds, playing and having fun with each other. Their cheeks cold and their voices high, excited.
As i sit with a cupful of the most delicious tea i have ever had, courtesy of the Christian Community, herbs from the fields of Ireland and honey from the hives Ben and Ava have, i think let us try to make the world a better place. And this is a little bit of trying.
It feels like after a long time, some kind of strange resolution is coming to pass in my life. After slogging in the dark, after trudging, all the parts are being given some kind of relief and blessing. I'm beginning to understand the way life works a bit. For a moment, i am being given this glimpse. For a moment, all those parts that seemed to be knotty balls seemed to have worked themselves free. There is harmony in the spheres and it is playing out down here.
How strange isn't it? That one moment life can be overburdened and the next, the load has been lifted. One minute we can be ungainly, the next filled with grace.
So for this grace filled moment, i thank the universe. I want to say, i recognised you and I am grateful for it. I want to say, i acknowledge the relief and the lessons. After walking and walking in the cold and the dark, i have found the little warm traveller's rest. And i am sitting before the fire, enjoying the company of the few who are also there. We eat simple, wholesome food and sip hot, revivifying brew. And after excellent conversation that includes laughter and music, after a good night's sleep, we will have a hearty breakfast, don our coats and boots, grab our sticks and set out once again, to climb that mountain, to head the pass, refreshed, renewed, ready to encounter whatever it is we have to encounter along the way.
I am starting to understand that life is literally a journey and I am journeyman. There is only one destination and let me not get there sooner or later than I need to, nor waste the lessons and beauty that I must meet along the way.
Amen.
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