Yep, I've been blogging for ten years.
And I think I've about exhausted what I have to say, at least for the time being.
During those ten years, one of my three children finished high school, they all finished college, one died, and two earned graduate degrees.
I've been to Iona and Paris, the Pacific Northwest (multiple times, thanks to a college student), canoeing in Canada, lobbying in Columbus and Washington, D.C., and up and down the Atlantic seaboard.
I was diagnosed with breast cancer and broke my ankle.
I completed seminary and a certificate in spiritual direction, was ordained to ministry, taught some college classes, and have served two churches as pastor.
I'm, just back from a much needed week of silence and spiritual direction at Georgetown University, where I stayed in the Jesuit Community's residence, did a disappointingly small bit of exploration (that ankle!), dealt with a car breakdown, and read a lot of Brian Doyle. (How have I not read all of his books before ???)
Mostly I stretched luxuriously into prayer as my cat stretches across the bed, sinking into a fleece blanket, retracting her claws, and closing her eyes.
At least twice on my retreat, deep into the contemplation of passages of scripture, I related to my spiritual director what seemed to me to be striking insights, and he told me to look into what the early church fathers had to say about them when I got home.
I have nothing original whatever to offer! ~ be it on the church, bereavement, ministry, parenting, suicide, prayer, or any of the other topics which have absorbed me this past decade.
I have concluded that I am in need of much more silence in my life, much more time for listening and reading and absorbing.
So . . . if you've been reading, thank you. If you've been commenting, thank you even more. I might return, someday ~ but for now, I think that my online presence will be a small and quiet one.
Image: Holy Trinity Church near the Georgetown University Campus.