Waterfalls are wondrous things: the deep roar of them, the visual glory of water cascading over rocks and ledges and plummeting at great speed downwards and the hush of all else in their presence. They are life giving and tell a remarkable tale of the cycle of life. They incessantly worry and wear at the rocks they traverse, gently and ever so slowly moulding them as they rub away at their rough surfaces. Kind of like our Creator does with us! When these waterfalls are discovered after a long walk through a majestic rainforest, there is an added beauty to them. Such was some of the content of the day my husband and I had together.
We travelled down the South Coast of Sydney to Minamurra Falls, the Abbey in Jamberoo, Robertson’s Pie Shop and other fabulous places. We experienced quiet meditative times such as in front of the Falls and in the Nun’s chapel at the Abbey and we also shared laughter, conversation and food. At the Abbey, I purchased many books which I can’t wait to devour. I hope that, as they usually do when I read spiritual texts, written by brilliant minds dedicated to helping us grow our spirituality, I receive moments of insight and encouragement as I continue on in my spiritual path. I thank God for the people who write these books and the time they have taken in their studies and personal journeying to help open the minds, hearts and spirits of us all. One book was ‘The Illustrated Rumi’, another was ‘Awakenings’ by Thomas Keating, a Cistercian monk, another ‘Bridges to contemplative living with Thomas Merton’, another Cictercian monk and also two beautifully decorated journals. I am indeed lucky. There were so many blessed moments in this day and I am grateful for every one of them. Life can be wondrous, we just have to show up in the moment and be present.