Day 12, today is.
A sabbatical?
Obviously I needed it.
With fear and trembling heart I accepted my sabbatical on the 3rd year since I was due to go on it. It should have been 2019. I asked to postponed it for a year, Then Covid-19 happened. Now I am taking it.
I must have needed it.
The first 9 days I slept most of the time. I slept. I ate. I drink water, lots of water. I slept. I ate meals. I slept. I garden very little. I slept. Night and day and day and night I slept. I enjoyed and still am enjoying NOT talking to people. My body ached. The back of my neck became tense and all my nerve system became so tensed up and in knots. I must have been more tired than I realized. This has been a difficult unwinding process.
And yes I watched "Doc Martin" on Amazon.com. I see myself in that guy Doc Martin here and there. God seems to be trying to tell me something about myself through this show. Perhaps, the teaching is: " Be yourself and do your best, people will still accept you. You don't have to be talking to everyone all the time to be a good pastor..." But mostly it watches me as I sleep on the couch.
The message may be, " Try to find yourself and become the real you in the department of HOW."
Oh, yes I did go to Church both Sundays with Will to his Church. Lovely people at First Presbyterian Church of Arcadia were happy to see me. I dozed off during worship both Sunday as well. I will post pictures of the little wild flowers and not so wild I took there.
Today is day 12 of sabbatical.
Finally no tension on my neck. I begin to remember who or rather how I was originally - but not yet really.
Big sigh. No nap on day 10. Back to having a nap yesterday. So far I am awake on this day 12.
So, here are the flowers:
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Off to Church with Will on Mother's Day.
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| Worship about to begin with my husband the Rev. Dr. Will Browne Preaching. |
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| Wild flowers by Will's office. I love them so. |
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