We’re off back to England tomorrow, catching the 9am ferry
from Iona. Fourteen years ago Judy and I had to say the first of 24 goodbyes
when we said farewell to each other at Craignure on Mull on the 10th
June 1998. We had no idea what the future would bring and all we had then was
trust and faith.
Today, we outlined a synopsis of all that has happened in
our lives since then and, two hours later, having typed nine pages of annotated
memories we were exhausted and amazed at all that has evolved. It was as if we had
jumped in the deep end and kept on swimming…
It will be strange to leave this place, to embark on the
southerly journey once more and we will leave behind a clutch of memories and
recollections that will light us on our way.
Nicholas
Over dinner tonight Nicholas and I were talking about the
incredible nature of the journey we have been on. One thing in particular
stands out in my mind as I recall our conversation…we spoke of the highs and
the lows, the glorious light and the unspeakable darkness we experienced, both
as individuals and as a couple in the process of coming together, of trusting,
of releasing.
It is so easy to create a picture of it being always joyful
and beautiful, but as we paused to truly reflect in the Abbey earlier tonight,
we gave thanks for the courage to withstand the stormy times and sail the rough
waters.
I suppose I want to present a face that reveals only the
positive, the encouraging, the optimistic…but, in reality there have been more
than a few moments of doubt and “what on earth are you doing?” going through my
head these past years. And, if I know anything at all, it is that it is
important to sit with oneself in such moments of despair or searching or
fearfulness. For one of the great truths I have learned is this…the only
constancy is change…
Iona taught me this again…here is a photo of last night…
And here was the sky this morning…
Change is exquisite…I need only be patient, it always
happens.
Judy
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