I took the pilgrim’s road and landed in heaven. My heaven at least. Undaunted by wind and rain, the gulls and I had a glorious day.
imagine
Time for the annual Autumnal harvest of poetry. Here’s the poem that made me buy the book.
Imagine being that fluke of rock
that juts out from the face of the hill,the rock that breaks the stream’s fall,
day and night, for millennia.The stream runs over, sleek as mercury,
has no choice but to strike you —shatters into beads that fire away
at more or less predictable angles.All that varies is the weight of the water,
in drought, or after heavy rain;the pace of the flow; the pitch
and volume of the shattering.Imagine the deadlock,
the passion. Imagine the stars.‘Breaking the Fall’
Jean Sprackland
Tilt
ta-da
Several months later than expected, the new St Mary’s web page is almost ready.
It’s still hidden from search engines, but it’s time for an in-house show.
I would value constrictive feedback through the comments here (not on the web page). My photo stock is very limited right now (so, you needn’t tell me that the header should have people in it), and there are a few things not quite done.
I’m counting on the congregation to tell me about the things I’ve forgotten to include or misrepresented. But from my blog readers, I’m hoping for more general help: is it clear, does it work, are there glaring errors?
It’s done in the free version of WordPress, as always, but this time I’ve pushed it well beyond any of previous attempts.
oh yes, and here’s the old one, by way of comparison. I’m so grateful to the person who has been managing it for giving me much good will, practical support and a free conscience as I redesigned it.
and (p.s.) — I know the link to the Hall Calendar is broken. Not sure why it’s coming up blank, but working on it.
what a difference
Strange the things we get excited over.
For one year I taught in a girls’ school in rural Virginia. I found it a hard place to live, but it was a remarkable school, and it had a wildly disproportionate influence on my life. Many of you will have heard me speak of it before.
Well, they have just received a gift of 31 million dollars from an alumna whose own life was transformed by the school. It is such good news, and will help so many girls in more ways than any of us can forsee.
Just imagine the impact on the world of a community that teaches 100 people at a time to live this vision deep inside their bones:
Trust is given before it is earned. Once given it must be maintained.
Imagine a community that teaches people to trust and be trustworthy, to value truth, and to hold themselves to it. Imagine a world that could do the same.
A good day for Chatham Hall, and for all whose lives have been shaped there.
update: O help! They’ve changed the Purple and Golden Rule.
I’m sure the ethos is the same, but there was magic in what they discarded.
wonderful exchange 