We had time to retreat, to pray together and alone, to ponder,to share Eucharist together. I found it to be a beautiful segue both for my soul and for my friendships. Every morning, I snuck out of our house and down to the banks of the mighty Hudson River. Accustomed as I am to waking in the sunrise, I was able to spend time in what I consider the most fruitful time of the day - the early morning - engaging in my love of photography. As I often do, I spent hours looking at the same subject, in this case, the shale beach, trying to capture just the right mood and tone.
I spent a lot of time with this particular stone, since it was calling out to me as a stepping stone. The river was not glassy smooth that day, as I had fantasized, but I like this picture in any case. My yearning about the photograph is to step way out onto that rock,a firm platform surrounded by the blue mystery...and then I feel pulled to step out onto the water, almost as if it were possible to walk into the watery horizon. Somehow, the ripples help me imagine that as a possibility.
I have just returned from our first labyrinth walk at Nativity, and feel nourished by the spirits and prayers of the women who came to walk, talk and have tea together. a wonderful way to begin a New Year!
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