It was an excellent first part to the retreat. We have a short session on Sunday, but already I feel replenished. I take prodigious notes at these events and do very little talking. I figure I talk enough in the classroom that this is a time to step back. I always have multiple notebooks on the go and the one I grabbed was quite well used. I glanced through it and found this from several months ago. It hibernated and is out for an early spring, I guess.
Where I’m headed
No planned routes
Markers do not set out a path
My GPS is non-digital.
This is adventure
Being lost has panache
A flair
It exhilarates.
I discover wonder
The I don’t knows fill life
They summon me
They make me whole.
ivonprefontaine
I love this so…The fine art of getting lost equals the essence of a well-lived life!!
It certainly does. Sometimes we just need to take the path without worrying about where it goes.
Allowing one’s self to get lost, without fear of not finding home – there is no greater sense of calm and possibility..
That was the theme most of the weekend at the retreat.