My walk to church leads me through Wavertree Athletics Park. It's a lovely park, with large grass playing fields on which dogs and children roam freely. Yes mom, you heard that right, dogs are actually allowed to run around without a leash here. Last week I met a lovely lady on this path, who was so kind as to show me the way to church and turned out to be the new resident of the former church leader's house. Or something like that. It felt like the so-many-eth confirmation of my belonging to this community and place and like I wrote in my blogpost last week, the church was lovely. Today was my second visit and it just warms my heart to be in that building amongst such friendly, open and mildly crazy people. I already felt part of the group and this was only my second visit! I must say, through most of the service, I had a big grin on my face because I felt so good and so uplifted by it. It was so refreshing to hear the teachers in the front voice those thoughts and feelings I have had inside of me for so long. I knew my move would mean a new start, both in daily life as in my spiritual life, but this I could not expect. The dust has been blown away from the tepid furnishing of my life. I have found myself again. Strange, but good.
Might have to work a little on my overwhelming-ness though. Starting to scare people. Whoops.
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