to free your heart of ballast...

One part of our time away for reflection and rest comes to a close tonight - and we are both so grateful. It has been slow and reasonably easy. Yes, there have been a few unexpected and challenging walks that have taken their toll. But we've come to almost expect nothing less in Montreal. And given age and health concerns, we've adjusted our outings accordingly - and used our ancient Subaru rather than public transportation. Today we wandered through another bookstore where I scored the new novel by Liz Moore, The God of the Woods, a spiritual reflection, A Pilgrim's Tale by Ian Morgan Cron, grounded in the experience of a burned-out Anglican priest who finds new purpose with the Franciscans of Assisi, and another Can-Lit treasure by Esi Edugyan about a jazz musician in pre-WWII Berlin, Half-Blood Blues.

In the morning, we'll close our first stop in the neighborhood of McGill University that rests on the slopes of Mount Royal and head to la Petite Italie to be with our children and grandchildren for Anna's 9th birthday. We'll feast and chill, and go to Marche Jean Talon daily to savor the flavors, sights, and sounds of this sweet area. The Brooklyn crew will greet each day at their favorite Italian cafe; we'll join them later for tea and croissants before treating Anna and Lou to the beauty of Le Vieux Montréal, the old city, and retiring in the late afternoon for naps, more feasting, and eventually cake and presents. It is a privilege to spend vacation time with family, and this is one of our favorite places to gather.

 

I've been carrying around this poem I stumbled upon before leaving home that was written by the late John O'Donohue.

When you travel, a new silence goes with you,

And if you listen, you will hear what your heart

Would love to say.

A journey can become a sacred thing.

Make sure, before you go,

To bless your going forth,

To free your heart of ballast

So that the compass of your soul

Might direct you towards

The territories of spirit

Where you will discover

More of your hidden life;

And the urgencies

That deserve to claim you.

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer.