There is something particular about running down this mountain – knowing that I am absolutely going to be running back up again – that helps me to remember why it is that I go to Shalom in the first place;
that helps me to breathe deeper despite the exertion,
that helps me feel less impatient with the non-linear
nature of the journey,
that reminds me to come back to myself.
I ran down and up the mountain today once the Summer Festival was complete as a way to help myself integrate all of the beauty that I had been gifted throughout that experience. Just as I was reaching the top again, the song “Take a Minute” by K’Naan came up on my ipod. I decided to keep going in order to hear the song, and kicked off my running shoes so that I could run barefoot around the back of the house and up through the meadow around the standing stones.
After a few minutes of running fast with my bare feet to the earth and the words “it ain’t everyday that you get to give,” in my ears, the frenetic swirl of experiences from the past few days deeply sighed and settled all at once into thankfulness.
Thanks for loving community; for everyone who comes and tries and then tries again even – and especially – when it is hard.
Thanks for generosity of spirit and for open hearts.
Thanks for the opportunity to give what gifts I have through the teaching,
and similarly, but so much more than that,
Thank you for the wisdom of small people.
“Any man who knows a thing knows he knows not a damn damn thing at all.”