these spaces are along the north antrim coast at giant's causeway. i loved the steps taken along this route, and the steps climbed carrying us to the view. the colors were so inspiring as well as the shore, the rocks, the sea, the land, the cliffs. oh, my. there will be a block print or two coming from this shared experience. i found this to be one of my favorite spaces along our n. ireland adventure. i carry it with me now (in my back pocket).
a few images taken around city hall.
this is a busy space.
city hall itself.
playing a little with the camera settings on my iphone.
loving the lights, the bikes, the walking feet, the signage, the street, the cars. it's bustling with activity, with urban life.
the quest of self discovery in n. ireland doesn't take much looking. i am where i am standing. or i am where my sitting bones are placed, according to anne lamott. i went in search of a good time. found it. i went in search of my friend. she found me. i went in search of a 7th anniversary celebration with my love. we celebrated. the trip was filled with goodness. from foot steps along paths long trod to food prepared by the most creative of hands to laughter and tears with my soul friend. my goodness. it was awesome. i'm reflective today as i ponder over these images and as my hands carve the first of the n. ireland landscapes. i am inspired. i am centered. i am whole.
christmas day walk down trummery lane.
christmas day walk down trummery lane.
walking on the causeway.
on the early train to dublin.
in the between spaces of playing in the snow, attending worship, being fed, and leading workshops, i admired the beauty surrounding us. i drank it in. having both water and mountains and trees all present in one view does a soul well. my inner well was filled up over the holidays among my loves and my soul friend. my well runs into the roots of my toes, which often soak in the goodness that my feet stand upon. sometimes that goodness is in your company, through your good words, and in the energy of the space surrounding me. here are glimpses of the still, yet moving moments that spoke to my soul through the recent retreat at Montreat.
snow seen on the mountain and lake is so, so lovely.
seeing the flakes fall, wondering how the drive will be. mostly experiencing the wonder of snow fall.
a good mug of ceylon tea at the table with my boy. a morning ritual i've grown accustom.
there's nothing quite like the sun peaking above the mountain, saying "hello" to the day. my eyes reach up to meet the morning with a glance, drinking in this good light.
and there's a sweet boy nearby, enjoying the window seating by the tree decorated with woodland sights + sparkles. enjoying these moments. celebrating such a good time together.
with my retro sunglasses on and a spring in my step, i moved through the between spaces of retreat with my sweet boy. between sharing the spirituality of bread making and baking bread for communion among these generous folks, my sweet boy and i played a bit.
i admired the landscape in it's monotone story, noting the trees, the snow, and the mountains.
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i admired my boy and his determined steps. playing on the playground in the snow in his new red boots. he's a cool one, my boy.
i played with this whole "self portrait" phase of mine while on the playground. i feel a bit like a mother bee in these sunglasses, one of my favorite shades of green. they'll do.
and my boy knows about pictures of feet. we were standing together and i couldn't resist. he became playful, placing his toes over mine. i dig it.
time in the mountains at Montreat was sacred. each experience of teaching one another through sacred practices was felt: both outwardly and within. i am amazed that even hours after leading, folks were emailing and commenting in person about how much the spirituality of bread making spoke to them and about how i spoke to them. i am so pleased to be living my call to create in these ways. i love, love the life i'm leading.
now to just get ahold of those pesky pieces of really building my own practices of saving for retirement, filling in the gaps that ministry in a structured organization "might" provide, and continue spreading the good word that i am looking for more opportunities to share (retreats, workshops, small group facilitation in the studio and on traveling). thankful to live fully, one step at a time.
a few images of spaces and steps along the movements of n. ireland. each space filled my soul with wonder, appreciation, inspiration, breath, and life.
a lovely walk. taking in the beauty of this white landscape. breathing in the good air. talking to the trees.
