Saturday, November 06, 2010

Thrice for luck.

Today I begin a journey. A literal journey, this time, to manifest the metaphorical one I've been on this year.

The Celts believed that a traveller wishing for safety and luck should cross three waters at the start of her sojourn. I will be crossing a river, then an ocean, and then a river again. The ocean crossing will take an entire day...once round the sun to accomplish 272 nautical miles.

Travel is always significant. This time, I hope to be restored for the next fifteen days as I stay, with my children, in my sister's house. I hope to come back - again by ship - with more peace, more optimism, fewer tears. The smaller salt swallowed up in the larger.

See you on the other side.

7 comments:

Brenda said...

Have a safe, peaceful trip Shannon. Enjoy your time with your sister. Still thinking of you lots!

Gwen said...

Oh, you lovely, lovely girl. I can't wait to hug you.

Dave Hingsburger said...

Hmmmm, will you be taking a ferry ... there's an obvious pun to be made and I won't make it. However, I smile to myself. I am subtle in my smile. I make the Mona Lisa look like a grinning banshee.

Ames said...

I am so excited for you.

kate said...

Have a wonderful trip and visit, Shan.

lizbon said...

Oh, the smaller salt swallowed up in the larger. beautiful image. And it reminds me of that line at the end of Bladerunner. "All those moments will be lost, like tears in rain."

Anonymous said...

Hello Shannon. I stumbled across your blog literally on accident and have been so blessed by it. Your sharing of Sandy's last day here on earth was very powerful and brought me to tears many times over. She is greatly missed by many. So today, on Sandy's birthday, I am praying for you. That you will be comforted by the Almighty. Your pain today is a result of the deep friendship you had and that is something to be thankful for. And we have hope that we will see her again someday. Don't lose hope.