It’s been
quite a long time since I added to this ‘reflection’ blog…
During
the course of our self-isolation (and also perhaps as a result of receiving
three identical letters from the NHS telling me that I’m “at risk of severe illness”
and “stay at home at all times and avoid face-to-face contact for up to 12
weeks), I’ve developed a routine of ‘dawn walking’. Not every day, but perhaps
three or four times a week. The only downside is that Moira ‘doesn’t do dawn’(!)
and so these early morning walks just involve me (Moira and I go for walks at
other times of the day – but I’m somewhat hesitant because it involves ‘confronting’
so many more people). Strangely, today was the first wet dawn I can recall in
the six weeks since we’ve been self-isolating (we’ve been incredibly blessed
with beautiful clear skies and sunshine).
But I ventured out anyway…
Actually,
I love walking in the rain – provided that a) I’m suitably dressed and b) I
haven’t got a meeting (or whatever) to go to. Today, I undertook one of my
regular circuits (via Vauxhall Bridge/harbourside/Gaol Ferry Steps) and really
enjoyed the experience… being able to walk in the middle of the road (literally!)
to and from the harbourside; listening to the rainfall on the hood of my
waterproof; the utter silence (apart from the occasional car driving down
Coronation Road); being aware of my thoughts and ‘taking in’ things that I
sometimes fail to notice; and being aware that there was ‘just me’ around - actually,
in the course of my 50 minute amble, I came across just two joggers, a cyclist
and a dog-walker (whose ‘companion’ looked far from impressed by the
experience!).
Then back home for breakfast and
coffee!
Photo: Gaol Ferry Bridge at sunrise
(from last week, not today!).
PS: Having been struggling somewhat with
my spiritual life and when it comes to praying, I’m thinking about the
possibility of using the wonderful Iona pilgrimage guide (“Around A Thin Place”
by Jane Bentley/Neil Paynter) as a basis for some of my dawn walks – I’ve used
the guide on a number of previous occasions, substituting Bristol locations for
various Iona ‘reflection places’… I have a feeling that the quiet isolation
might be a useful key. But I might be wrong!
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