Day 4 and 5

Day 4

Amazing, being at prayer with others who know how to be still.
I love what they are teaching me, and watching them worship.

It seems strange that so many of them
will depart today;
the girl of sighs and sniffs,
'Methuselah' with his ancient ways and prays,
the young man with his European shoe,
the calm of veiled-grey nun.

From my own cohort,
we come from so many places -
Norway, Sweden, the Republic of Ireland,
Liverpool, Birmingham, London;
the south east and the south west.
Everyone has their own stories,
and we guess at each others' (a little!);
we won't share them in this time and place,
but there's a sense of being attentive
to each other in this transient community.




Day 5

Today in session we talk about whether as humans,
our flaws are a dark thread in the bright,
or our goodness is a bright thread in the dark...
I think the light gray rain of Wales is simply designed
to make daffodils appear even brighter than they are.



First time I heard the owl last night.
And were those hawks hovering above the wood this afternoon?