During the month of November, we found ourselves living in a whirlwind.
– Hosting a dear friend from New Zealand
– Packing, scrubbing, and moving from home
– Eeking out one last batch of cranberry apple chutney as contribution to the Thanksgiving celebration (quite a fete, working from a nearly-boxed-up kitchen)
– Setting up our temporary home-base at my (Bethany’s) family’s house
– Resuming the 50-minute commute to Portland after a four-year stint living in the City
– Entering the final series of Holiday weeks leading to departure on January 5th
Thankfully, November also included a peaceful calm in the midst of the storm. Ted held down the fort, and I escaped to the Oregon Coast for a spiritual retreat at the invitation of a friend.
Four days of food and rest and corporate prayer and praise. No instruments. No agenda. No slide shows or handouts. No handles or hashtags or tweetups. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but let me say, after days and days of doing without email and Twitter and FB and phone calls, I felt the effects of focus and received the kind blessings of peace in my spirit.
Through time spent with forty other inspiring women, words of affirmation and confirmation were spoken and prayed over this new season in our lives.
I had a taste of the far-off removal from 9-5. And a taste of the beautiful grand scheme.
It’s coming…new rhythms, new places, new prayers and people…new sights to see and possibilities to explore…just one short month from today.