I took this photo while on the way home from work on Friday. Beautiful! Walking home each day after getting my lift from work to the village of Finestrat, I never stop thinking how amazing it is that all the horrors of the early part of this year have given way to an unexpected life in which I have a job in which I am happy, a rented farmhouse where I shall keep donkeys eventually, and already a number of friends locally who are kind in their support and have helped me to find my feet here.
I hadn’t planned to be here, but it is a better way of life than the limited vision that I had worked out for myself! Originally, I had just wanted to to return to Canterbury and to my job teaching there. I wasn’t very enthusiastic about that, for I had not wanted to leave formation in the Catholic Church, and it was a devastating step backwards. Then the CRB error wrecked the entire situation! What a year!
In many ways, I have learned the meaning of <i>treachery</i> this year. Yet, it is true to say that in the end, I am bemused rather than bitter. I cannot understand how people who seem reasonable, intelligent – even humorous – can suddenly turn, on a whim, and so easily become casually disloyal. I have seen it in a number of ways this year, and it is a sad but necessary learning experience to begin to take great care about who I should trust.
One of the things I really learned from the donkeys in the summer was their caution and their self-care. They still have much to teach me.
Pax et bonum.