Oh my goodness, Shauna, Part 5 of this book, where do I start?
You write of the wrestle with people-pleasing and I nod my head.
You write of learning to have fun and play again, instead of living in constant hustle, and I utter a heart-felt, ‘Me too’.
The last time I posted I was (somewhat nervously) preparing to go on my first silent retreat. And I know you are all on the edge of your seats wanting to find out how it went. “Did she manage it? The no-talking bit?”
Yes, I most certainly did. Relished it in fact. I loved the lack of noise directed at me. I loved the fact that I was in charge of my own agenda for a weekend. I loved the time to eat, pray and sleep (yes in that order!). I even loved the harsh beauty of the Australian countryside in November (though not the flies!)
It was a time of great refreshing, a time of renewal and rest. And then I came home.