I wrote this poem as I prepared to go to Bainbridge Island, WA. While there, I attended a leadership retreat offered by the Centre for Courage and Renewal based on the writing of Parker Palmer. As it was the second part of the process, I had a sense of how rewarding the process and journey were.
Like my time at Gonzaga, I found companions who I remain in touch with via social media and as I travel to various parts of Canada and the US. These companions complement the ones I have at home.
Companion and company come from an old French word (compagnie) meaning to break bread with others, usually on a journey. We accompany one another and share what we have, including conversation and care for one another.
Inviting, one another,
Sharing more than a moment.
Troubles weighing heavy us down
Each step, we struggle.
Feeding each other’s souls.
Holding heads higher.
Journeying, sharing, entrusting–
I took this picture several years ago of Kathy just above and around the corner from some serious waterfalls on the Fraser River.