blessing the boats
(at St. Mary’s)
sail through this to that
It’s been a hard week.
Everyone I spoke to said the same thing, this week was tough.
Nerves frayed, emotions running high, sluggish, out of sorts and the continuing weight of uncertainty.
Maybe it has to do with the turn of the calendar, the stark reality of April becoming May a reminder that an entire month – over 6 weeks in total now – has been “lost” to this experience.
And maybe it’s this new thing we know as “Zoom fatigue.” So many people, including myself, have described these virtual interactions as more intimate and purposeful and because of that, more taxing also.
But there were highlights, too. Beautiful and revelatory conversations, generous invitations for future points of connection, hard-won insights born of mistakes. And ideas, fresh ideas only noticed because of the stopping.
I choose not to have another “tough” week but to just have a week. I choose to have a week in which I allow all of it to mix together, concentrated though it may feel, into something teachable and generative.
Because the “tide…is entering even now” and once I have sailed “through this to that” how will I account for the journey?