I’m running through life faster than I can run in my imagination….
Where are these days going? Death and Resurrection, up and down, your place or mine? Right and wrong and both. Exhilarating and utter head spinning confusion…
Meitheal was a beautiful escape from reality as always. Kathryn and I worked with the Borris boys. I was more distracted than I have ever been but still savoured each moment lying flat on the cold cream carpet floating outside my own body with God holding me up. At long last I met the infamous Jimmy Trigger. On the saturday night, we teamed Borris with Naas for a final liturgy of reflection. We do it by candlelight, slow and steady, turning the atmosphere in the room up high. Afterwards the students are allowed to talk - as much or as little as they want to - on their highlights or learning curves. One boy referred directly to me. It was incredibly sweet. He talked about the nervous feeling and isolation upon first arriving at meitheal in June and how I instantly made them feel welcome and at home. This braught a tear to my eye and a smile to my face. As I have grown I have watched them grow so much… I often dont give boys the benefit they deserve.
Yesterday I did my camp leaders interview. I think it was a success… I felt it went quite well. I would love nothing more right now. Once in a lifetime experience…… fingers crossed….
