Holidays provide time and space to contemplate in a way which is not always possible at home. Wondering around galleries and exhibitions is one of the joys of time away. This statement was in Bude Castle.
It has been fun watching children play on holiday this week, unabandoned joy. We also heard a small child cry as they were being coached down a dark cramped lighthouse stairs . I found this prayer this week that I look forward to taking back to the hospital.
I hear no voice, I feel no touch, I see no glory bright; But yet I know that God is near, In darkness as in light. God watches ever by my side, And hears my whispered prayer. A God of love for a little child both night and day does care.
As with most things for children, we have a lot to learn from them. Amen
A young lad on a bike flagged us down as we drove along a narrow, windy Dartmoor road. Wait here he said – we are moving some sheep. Minutes later this was the scene! Lots of thoughts crossed my mind but am most taken with how we do or don’t go against the flow.
On Saturday we wemr to Buckland Abbey ans scattered around were pieces of Andrew Logan’s The Art of Reflection exhibition. This was one of my favourites. Cornwall has various places which interact withthr Arthurian legend and the sword Excalibur is part of that. For me the mystery of the lady in the lake is more exciting than a sword but images and stories nourish my imagination. The capacity to see yourself in so many of the pieces added to the challenge of the exhibition.
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The day before I came on holiday we were doing a session with some of our newly qualified nurses and we were thinking about how to deal with a bad day or week. We reflected around the question of how we can healthily decompress? At the beginning of a holiday it has been helpful for me to reflect on any need for me to decompress for the first few days.
I have spent a few days having breakfast out, lots of time by the sea, early nights and no work emails – my sort of decompression chamber. I feel better. Our prayer for you this summer is that you will find a way to wind down to make the most of your holidays.
One of my favourite childhood memories is going for a walk near home and picking up acorns and seeing the wonderful little cups that held them. Perhaps even more fun was seeing squirrels pick them up – storing food for later. The phrase ‘mighty oaks from little acorns grow’ seems apt for summer where little acorns can be seen as memories that are planted and which can grow and nurture us over the years. Memory making is a key element of what youthworkers and families do and if we look back, there are things which have shaped us and changed us and which have helped make us who we are. Sadly, not all memories are good and some of us have experienced things which have made life more difficult for us and the same little acorns can grow into oaks which overshadow our lives and which we need help to chop down.
One of the most wonderful elements of a trip to California six years ago was seeing giant redwood trees. This one we saw on Sunday and is not quite in the same league but evokes the same feelings of how the passing of time can change a perspective. I can’t imagine what these trees would have seen in a place where different people lived and died and celebrated and lamented and did all those things which make up our lives. Summer is giving me the opportunity to reflect and as I work towards my two weeks holiday I am looking forward to some time and space and a different rhythm.