And, it can be a very draining profession. Dealing with a many needs, on many levels, in many ways; and there is seldom a dull moment. Long days; sometimes long nights; always weekends. So, every now and then, one has to get away. Way away (sort of).
Having no money, there are some resources upon which I may draw for away time that is work related. No, it's not a convention in Las Vegas. It's a retreat. A real retreat; an old-fashioned retreat.
I'm leaving today for about 3 days of silence with a bunch of folk who live in community, and don't talk. Meals, prayers, silence. right now, it sounds like heaven to me! I am really excited.
On the way, I'll stop over for a night with a friend. That part of the trip won't be silent. But there may be parts of it where I will be unable to talk.
A film maker did a documentary on a group of silent folk called Into Great Silence. I recommend it. I'll be with Trappists, though, not Carthusians, if you care to know!
I will be writing some but not sure if I'll have Internet connection. Maybe I'll post something if so inclined. No TV, no chatting, no noise. Long walks, some books to read. Silence.
I am so gonna love this.