It couldn’t be a more wonderful time to be staying in Salisbury. The trees can do no more. Their final blaze of glory is breath-taking. I am staying in a room that overlooks the cathedral in Sarum College. It is on the corridor where, in the days when I was a student here, our Church History and Old Testament lecturers had their studies. I have been marvelling at using the lift in the space that used to be a fire escape. Home for Gin and Tonics or an afternoon with a good book in the sun.
Today there was a VIP in the building – the newly appointed Bishop of St David’s. It was a powerful moment when a Benedictine monk bent to kiss the finger where her episcopal ring will soon sit. I am proud. A moment in history.
I’m on a two day residential. As is often the case, I am finding the experience invigorating and enlightening. I’ve met some fascinating individuals and we have developed a reflective style as a group. I’m very sad we part tomorrow. I am just getting into the swing.
It’s a joy to do something which draws on so many different levels of being, as well as companioning each other.
I think I’ve made some new friends too.