This morning, as I was shaking hands outside the sanctuary, someone addressed me as "Reverend" for the first time.
As in, "Good morning, Reverend."
Something to think about.
(Image: Iona Abbey, 2006)
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Why Gannet? Why Search the Sea?
- Gannet Girl
- Gannets are enormous and sleek creamy-white seabirds, with black wingtips, yellow heads and necks, and startlingly outlined eyes. They nest on the rocky cliffs of the European and North American coasts of the North Atlantic and, once grown, spend their days sailing across the ocean. The acrobatics by which they make their living ~ steep climbs into the air and speedy plunges straight into the sea ~ are rivaled only by those of pelicans. What better metaphor for a sweeping search of one's life choices and opportunities than a gannet extended above the waves, a regal and yet restless surveyor of the vast ocean surface? The gannet reminds us that life is an adventure in both beauty and profound unease, and that the sea itself is limitless in its textures and possibilities.
Gannet Way Out Over The Sea - a gift from Stushie
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4 comments:
Identity or role?
I think this is clearly a matter of identity.
Well...ok then!!
;-)
It took me a long time to figure the two out...and even now... I still have to stop and ask myself every so often....
As I write, I am in the process of giving up a role I have filled for many years, and will soon begin to search for "what's next." But I do know this for sure...while it is and has been a very big part of my life (my living)...for me? it is just a role....
Identity. I read the Gospel last night for a prayer service, the same one I wrote about for this week -- and contemplated identity and role.
I want to stand in front of this picture all day...thanks!
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