My visit to the monastery

Last week I visited a monastery. Two days and one night. It felt like a gift I gave myself. Time to write, to seek quiet, to be, to walk.

Two years ago I would never have done this. Two years ago I felt stuck and suddenly no longer dared to go away on my own. Family life had become so full that I stopped making room for myself. I was afraid of the quiet, afraid of how the fear of being alone might return like a boomerang.

What a relief it has been, over these past two years, to begin feeling a new sense of freedom. Freedom starts in very small steps, and from there it can keep growing. And now... now I feel myself running into freedom.

That is part of what personal growth does. The first step is often the hardest. After that, the fruit of walking in freedom slowly becomes visible.

Gratitude. That is what I feel now.

Are you feeling stuck somewhere too, and longing to take steps in your own growth? I would be glad to help you as an outdoor psychologist. I like to walk alongside people as they take that first step in the direction they want to go.

Sometimes it is hard to do alone. By walking together, freedom can begin to feel possible again.

If you would like to know more, feel free to get in touch.