Seats and Walls – Three
Seats and Walls – Two
Seats and Walls – One
Seats and Walls (Introduction)
For the next week or so the monastic community will be spending a lot of time meditating formally in the meditation hall. Postings here will continue with photographs, which were mostly taken within the monastery grounds.
It was a joy to revisit the hidden-in-plain-view sights. Have a good week and perhaps you can find a seat at home and join us as we all just sit, looking at a wall.
Many thanks once again to Iain at Little House in the Paddy for making the postings to Moving Mountains while I’m off-line for Sesshin.
Moving Right Along
My mother died on this day, 11th December, 1995.I learnt a new word this morning, Segue. It seemed unlikely I’d manage to accomplish the task of getting an order of stamps picked up in Hexham at such short notice. However the sequence of events leading to eventually getting them moved smoothly, sooo smoothly, one following upon another in a near miraculous way. Applauding the day aloud somebody said, Oh that’s segue, one thing following another smoothly.
In the process of looking up the word I discovered Websters On-Line Dictionary. Should I ever need to spell out this word in Semaphore, or British Sign Language, I’ll know where to look. What a gem!
I’d say the timing around mothers death was segue, if that is the correct way to use this word. Much about our relationship was segue.
This post is for Johnny, his brother, their aunt and their late mum. My mum too.