Wilderness retreat, Garbh Eileach, 2014…

Looking beyondI am back after a wonderful trip to Garbh Eileach, largest island of the Garvellachs which lie in the Sound of Mull. It was a real contrast to our last trip to Eileach an Naoimh, just a couple of miles away- Garbh Eileach is wooded and alive with birdsong and the skittering of red deer. Unfortunately this means lots of ticks, but no paradise is perfect this side of eternity.

11 of us went this time- mostly old friends now, and at times I laughed so much I thought I would tear something. There was lots of stillness and prayer too however as well as Golden Eagles and glorious seascapes. The weather was mixed but you get what you get in these parts and still feel grateful.

Here are a few pics;

 

Promised days…

Come on in to the green stuff

I am tired almost beyond sleeping. So here I am uploading photos.

Last weekend we took some time to walk up to the view point high above Benmore Gardens. It made me think again of these words, from Song of Songs, chapter 2;

Get up, my dear friend,
fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Look around you: Winter is over;
the winter rains are over, gone!
Spring flowers are in blossom all over.
The whole world’s a choir—and singing!
Spring warblers are filling the forest
with sweet arpeggios.
Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,
and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.
Oh, get up, dear friend,
my fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Come, my shy and modest dove—
leave your seclusion, come out in the open.
Let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is soothing
and your face is ravishing.

Coll, Day 2…

William flies the flag

I know, other people’s holiday snaps are rather passe. But I feel the need to prove to you that early spring in the Hebrides is but a small step from heaven.

It was one of those days in which you could wear hats and scarves or shorts and tea shirts, dependent on your age or fortitude.

Some of us even went swimming…