England

England again

Seeing this site made me miss my own England experience from 2008.  What’s not to love about the English countryside?

It has been a while since I perused our photos so I went through them again and my heart skipped a few beats.  Our trip was beyond wonderful!  And I’m so glad that we got to see so many unique and seemingly ordinary places because of our chosen mode of transportation.  (We walked from London to Canterbury along the North Downs Way/Pilgrims Way Trail.)  Everyone was so kind; and the hospitality of the small villages made us never want to leave.  And the food — some of the best I’ve ever had!!!  Here are a few of my favorite moments:

Cutest Shop In Canterbury

Even though I was having an amazing spiritual experience in England, there’s always room for a little shopping. Little did I know that Canterbury was so hip. One afternoon we had a few hours in the city center and I came across this little jewel and I would have sworn it was heaven! Of course, it must have been meant to be as it’s called: Triple H. All I have to say is Orla Kiely. I’m talking shoes, clothes, paper goods. I picked up the best little journal, but apparently I haven’t managed to snag a photo of it…yet. Here were a few other things I saw there.

We’re Back

I can hardly put into words right now what an amazing time we had. Hiking the Pilgrims Way through Southern England was fantastic. The students we were with were quite wonderful and the journey itself was extraordinary. I’ve got pictures to sort through and a mini (or full sized scrapbook) to get started on. I also have have a new job that begins tomorrow. But I feel more centered and grounded and ready for this something new.

It’s nice to be back.

A Pilgrimage of Change

This is my last week at work. And it seems that I’ve been reduced to an emotional cripple as I continue to have emotional outbursts at random moments throughout the day. You might think I’m completely hormonal as I have ecstatic highs and then seemingly without a trigger begin to cry.

I guess I haven’t begun to process it all yet. I have hardly written in my own journal and I certainly haven’t had time to craft a thing. I’m not only preparing for my vocational transition, but I am also going on a spiritual pilgrimage if you will.

My husband and I are leaving Saturday for England with six high school youths from our church. We are truly a hodgepodge group as we journey together, each coming from a different place, wanting to achieve a different goal, but alas, all arriving at the same place. Together, but differently. We will walk about 40 miles of the old Pilgrim’s Way, or Canterbury Trail. We will stay in hostels and churches and even an old barn. The week will culminate with our (hopeful) attendance of a session or two of the Lambeth Conference. This is a once every 10 year U.N. meeting of bishops from around the world. Pretty cool if you’re into the whole Anglican/Episcopal thing. I’ve said it before, but for myself, it’s like going home to the mothership.

I’m too tired and too contemplative to put it all into words. The logistics of packing snacks for 9 people, training my replacement at work and preparing my house for my house-sitter have overridden my ability to put my thoughts into a linear structure. And all of that coupled with the fact that end a three year commitment on Friday and begin a new career the day after our return … crazy.

I’ll have time to think about it all one day. Right now I need to finish packing and go to bed.

(photo courtesy of Destination 360)