Tagged with Sabbatical

Compass needle swings

Compass needle swings

Compass needle swings.  Erratically seeking its North.  Heart ricochets from here to there and back again.  Searching, still searching: desperately longing. Pitch is sounded.  Ears wide open.  Waiting, only waiting for that note which is soul’s resonance and song. And for days in weeks and months in years, needle yet swings whilst also pitch is … Continue reading

Presence or longing?

Presence or longing?

All around us we observe a pregnant creation. The difficult times of pain throughout the world are simply birth pangs. But it’s not only around us; it’s within us. The Spirit of God is arousing us within. We’re also feeling the birth pangs. These sterile and barren bodies of ours are yearning for full deliverance. That is … Continue reading

Niceness, wildness tamed

Niceness, wildness tamed

What if the only way to go deeper is the way I don’t want to go?  The way that I have resisted year upon year.  An edge along which I’ve danced but which I’ve never gone over. Never over that edge. I have been the good girl.  The one who doesn’t lose control.  Whose make … Continue reading

Happy, drifting…

Happy, drifting…

This is one in my series of sabbatical posts.  I started this series in 2013-2014 and, now, the generosity of my employer means that I pick it up again.  Technically, this time it is called study leave rather than sabbatical.  But I don’t have a blog category for that. Happy drifting, she said in an … Continue reading

The gift of the limit

The gift of the limit

This is one in my series of sabbatical posts.  I started this series in 2013-2014 and, now, the generosity of my employer means that I pick it up again.  Technically, this time it is called study leave rather than sabbatical.  But I don’t have a blog category for that. Holding the space for Jesus.  That’s … Continue reading

Sawing through the tether

Sawing through the tether

My brain had never been so occupied so insistently by so many different subjects and in so public a way for so long. Andrew Sullivan, ‘I Used to Be a Human Being’. I have an iPhone 4S.  Five years ago this was not a bad thing to have.  Today it draws pitying glances, as friends wonder … Continue reading

The in-between

The in-between

Liminality. The in-between.  An ambiguous space where what was is gone and what will be is not yet.  The ‘middle stage’ of rituals: the participant’s pre-ritual status or way of structuring their identity is obliterated yet they have not yet transitioned to the status or identity which the ritual will bestow upon them. It began in the emptiness of … Continue reading

Six things

Six things

I had an ambitious sabbatical list.  Only six things on it but they were six BIG things! The thing is, God has more than given me what I asked for.  Not, of course, that it was looking good even three weeks ago!  God is like that with me.  He keeps me waiting, the girl who … Continue reading

Last day of sabbatical

Last day of sabbatical

It’s so long since I have posted that I hardly know what to say.  Words are backed up, piling on top of one another in their eagerness to get out and blocking all flow of thought.  There is so much to tell in a month where I have not even blogged once.  So much to … Continue reading