This afternoon I am retreating: quite literally going on retreat, to St Michael's Convent for six days of silence and peace. I have been eagerly looking forward to this for weeks, at times desperately hanging on for it. It has been a busy and stressful half-term in which I never quite felt on-top of things, starting as it did on the back-foot. Not that I am hours away, I am beginning to feel nervous: a week without family, friends, life's distractions and even conversation is daunting. However, in preparing this post, I re-read what I wrote at the end of last year's time away and I am encouraged and excited by all that is in store for me.
I will be back next Saturday and posting again later that week.