Wednesday, 18 September 2013

Through The Gate

Dull greyness rules.  The morning sunshine is now obscured by cloud.  The sun puts in fleeting appearances, mocking us, triggering memories of the summer that has slipped away.
I sit at my computer and contemplate this sunlit scene from Bromyard Down, taken on a morning poised in the period of waiting.  The schools have returned, the wind has an unfamiliar chill, yet the hedgerows hold only hints of autumn - berries, and the odd leaf that has surrendered its summer verdancy.  This photo was taken after I had walked through the gate, when I paused, turned and contemplated where I had been. I perceive the symbolism, as I ask myself, is this a beginning, or a returning?

In my mind I am drawn back to February 26th 2007.  This date may not be accurate, but it is the one secured within my memory.  The date when I registered as a member of an online community.  Seeking a name, I looked out at my garden, saw a daffodil, and the rest, as they say, is history.  I wish I had then known how many truly wonderful people I would get to know online, how much I would learn, as I saw the world through their eyes.  Many times we sat at our computers, separated by many miles in distance and culture, and laughed and laughed until the tears rolled down our cheeks!  Did anyone really provide avatars and expect us NOT to experiment?! Did they provide rooms and a plan, and think that we would not try to see who could race round them all in the shortest time?  I also met people who were going through very difficult times, who could not see beyond the place where they were trapped and it was a privilege to walk with them through their pain, supporting them in prayer and giving them a safe place to share.

The community I joined was St Pixels - an online church (see below). Please give me a wave if you have ever been part of that community and are reading this, with your Pixie name if you were part of the pre-facebook era. Worship events were held daily. "That's not for me!" I thought, little realising that I would soon be both regular participant and contributor. Blogging was great fun.  The serious and the frivolous - there was a place for both!  "Daff's Deliberations" was the name given to a Spiritual Journey I posted, and as I begin to blog again, it feels natural to take up this title once more, for journeying continues, stage by stage.  

As I begin I feel the same sense of hesitancy, having no idea what will lie ahead. Will it feel like an uphill slog, hard work and draining, leaving me wondering why I began?  Pathways lead over rough and smooth terrain - inevitably some entries will be better than others.   Brambles that scratch, nettles that sting, treacherous pathways where I slip and slide, will all need to be negotiated and will be regular reality checks!  We experience pain, uncertainty and disappointment, they are part of life - but look up, look ahead!  Feel the sun, pause and watch the butterfly flit from flower to flower. Admire the changing hues and stages of each season.  Pause, relax, let the breathtaking views minister to you, each and every time.  

I do hope you will journey with me, and share your thoughts and reactions to my blog. I cannot promise you superbly eloquent prose, I do not think in long words!  I will undoubtably commit glaring, grave and grevious grammatical errors - and if I do, please do not point them out to me, for this is not what all this is about!  May we journey on together.

Daffodil :)

Show me your ways, Lord, teach me your paths.  Psalm 25:4

In case you are wondering what happened to St Pixels, we are still around, our facebook page is here our website can be found here, it has a lot less traffic than it used to, as we recognise that facebook makes a much better job of things we used to do, and allows you to interact with friends across the range of your social circles. St Pixel chatroom, where we gather for services and chat can be found here