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I decided to do this course while walking the Via Di Francesco, from Florence to Rome. I am very grateful for both of these opportunities.
So lovely! And something for us all to be grateful for – your wondrous ability to give voice to your heart.
Your lovely story reminds me of a secondary quote from Broken Open, the story of Craig Hamilton (an Australian sports broadcaster)’s struggle with mental illness. He liked the definition of happiness as “the sense that you are moving forward” and it works for me too. Whether in your work, your home, your relationships, your garden….. You give us a lovely reminder that even a wood-chipper can be an instrument of joy!
I find I can’t even love open-heartedly when faced with a love that’s more intense than I want. How to find love in the face of hatred and such disregard for others? I can’t. I fail.
Wow! Such a rich natural environment – a world without humans…. Beautiful!
Inspirational! From a simple idea to a joyful life practice….. Thank you for this!
For how many years have I been leaving? I have been “distancing” and I have done it well (???) My own house, my own money, my own friends, my own memories….and yet, still, I am attached. I want to be whole-hearted in going it alone but I still lack courage. (Ha! And yet friends perceive me as being so brave…) What can I do to become more whole-hearted? Perhaps I can try communicating one totally honest thing to him each day. Yes, let me try that….
When I leave the place I know, my steps are slow and I look often over my shoulder – nostalgic, for what? I was there for a night, yet it holds me and reminds me that there are places I can rest, places I can stay, places that will make space for me. I don’t have to keep moving and yet I do – slowly compelled. Once I plodded along, looking over my shoulder for 8.5 kilometres – all the way across the valley floor and up into the mountains beyond, until forest drew the f...
When I leave the place I know, my steps are slow and I look often over my shoulder – nostalgic, for what? I was there for a night, yet it holds me and reminds me that there are places I can rest, places I can stay, places that will make space for me. I don’t have to keep moving and yet I do – slowly compelled. Once I plodded along, looking over my shoulder for 8.5 kilometres – all the way across the valley floor and up into the mountains beyond, until forest drew the final curtain on the place I left behind. Then, immediately, my spirit lifted in excited anticipation of my next destination, many kilometres away. Would it have space for me? Could I be there? Would it hold me too? For me, a pilgrimage always seems like this: attachment, release, attachment, release – and with each day, I grow in a sense that I can be anywhere.
I was so excited by and grateful for the opportunity to participate in this course while walking the Via Di Francesco from Florence to Rome (another opportunity for which I was grateful). I thought that I would have plenty of time for reflection in my slow, “empty” days. This plan was thwarted, firstly with frustrating technological issues (lack of wifi, links that wouldn’t open….) but also by the fact that my days were so full – of finding, making and noticing m...
I was so excited by and grateful for the opportunity to participate in this course while walking the Via Di Francesco from Florence to Rome (another opportunity for which I was grateful). I thought that I would have plenty of time for reflection in my slow, “empty” days. This plan was thwarted, firstly with frustrating technological issues (lack of wifi, links that wouldn’t open….) but also by the fact that my days were so full – of finding, making and noticing my way and then of resting and recovering for the next day. Now, after 30 days, I am done and my heart is filled with astonishment, gratitude, joy and wonder at what might be around the next corner for me.
I just want to say hi, Maritz, and send you some kind of sign (a thumbs up? a love heart?) to signal my empathy and my wholehearted good wishes. Severing connection is hard (no matter how unhealthy)….. I, myself, am practising open-heartedness, to allow reconnection with Life. Good luck to you, and me. X
And thank you, Mary Pat!
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