For the next week and a bit I will be on vacation. I think it would be right to call this a holiday where the time away can be called holy – although if one looks, the sacred can even be found in days at work. I am going to spend the next week in a retreat house doing a retreat called Praying with the Mystics. I am not sure if the whole retreat is a silent one but I know that at least one day will be spent in silence. And there is a lot of reading and thinking and writing to do to prepare for the final intensive week of the spiritual direction course this summer.
Silence will be good.
I will emerge from the retreat house to go to the Cirque de Soleil show on Wednesday – a Mother’s Day gift from my son and his family. That, too, will be very good. And I will connect with some friends when the retreat is done.
Time with God and time with friends. A holiday can’t get much better than that. I guess some spectacular scenery thrown in would be awesome – but I will have to settle for Saskatoon. Which isn’t bad, just it isn’t necessarily spectacular, at least till God throws a fiery sunset across the sky.
So posting will be very quiet around here over the next week. It’s OK. I don’t know that anything I’ve said here lately has been terribly profound.
I need a break from work. I need time and space and quiet to think and hear God.