I'm lucky. This week I took a few days away at Pendle Hill, a Quaker retreat center near Philadelphia. I have about an hour before lunch, then it's back to real life.
But hey, dummy this is real life!!
Some things I've gotten from my time here (in no order, with no particular evaluation of relevance):
a) I'm not ready to become a vegetarian.
b) Realizing I need to change my relationship to the computer. I feel tyrannized by it.
c) Reading a pretty amazing book on the history of the relationship between Quakers and African Americans.
d) Realizing that my reading life is too driven by what I think I ought to read, rather than what I love. As if I could ever catch up!
e) Spent a fruitful afternoon at the Quaker Collection in the library at Haverford College. Read the original letters that my grandfather wrote home from France ca. 1918. Writing-wise, something's cookin', but I can't say what. Because I don't know yet. They have a roomful of fiction either by Quakers or about them. The room isn't very big.
f) Not-Doing is important.
g) Grateful I could hang out for a few hours with my friend Wol.
This retreat was a success because my perspective has shifted a bit. I didn't come in with any goals, but life is all around us, always changing.
If you could take a personal retreat, where would you go? What would it consist of? Would you take a computer? Would you let yourself take naps? Chime in!