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Die Diepte-dimensie



Baie dankie, Heather, wat verlede week hierdie vir ons gestuur het
nadat sy na ons gesprek geluister het.


Die Gesprek







Elemente Uit Die Gesprek

















"Is there anything I can do to make myself enlightened? 
As little as you can do to make the sun rise in the morning. 
Then of what use are the spiritual exercises you prescribe?
To make sure you are not asleep when the sun begins to rise.”

                                                                                                                    Anthony de Mello 





Verslag van 'n verhuising



Dinsdagoggend



Vrydagaand




Die "stoorkamer" word voller.



Vrydagmiddag in Tafelkop se woonstel .
Matilda diep in gedagte.


Ons is Vrydagmiddag Tafelkop toe om te gaan kyk na die dele van die skuur wat pottebakkersateljee en houtwerkswinkel gaan word, en die woonstel wat deel van die uiteindelike retreatsentrum gaan uitmaak.

Tafelkop is een groot mandjie potensiaal vir dit wat ons in gedagte het en oor droom. Kortom: soos Barrowfield, 'n plek wat vir mense goed is en hulle op baie vlakke help en koester. 

Julle sal egter opmerk dat ons, wanneer ons oor Tafelkop praat, dikwels die frase "sal word" gebruik. Dit gaan tyd en baie harde werk vra. Daar is dae wat ons onsself afvra: "Is ons gek om dit op hierdie stadium van ons lewens te doen? Om sulke drome te droom?"

Dis dan wat ons vir onsself sê: "Moenie afkyk nie! Moenie afkyk nie!"



Musiek

Die tema vir hierdie maand se musiek is afskeid, aanbeweeg, afsluit van iets, nuwe begin. Ons self beleef dit tans persoonlik, maar dis ook opvallend hoeveel van ons familie en vriende besig is om te verhuis, of  deur groot veranderinge gaan.

Soos in die gekonsentreerde ligstraal van 'n brandglas word daar tydens sulke oorgange baie kragte en energieë as't ware binne die verloop van dae of weke saamgebondel met baie dinge wat kan skeefloop. Wanneer jy dan 3 uur in die nag wakker lê, is dit mos net asof alles wat gedoen moet word en allerlei bekommernisse en vrese soos helder neon-tekens in die donker gloei. 

Die sak onder die oppervlak in, na die diep water onder die golwe, help baie. Ons vind dan ook bemoediging en beleef dat ons hart geken en gehoor word in die baie ou Ierse gebed, bekend as St. Patrick's Breastplate. Soms word dit ook "The Deer's Cry" genoem.

Die video wat ons plaas is 'n verwerking van die ou gebed deur Arvo Pärt.






Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, 
Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, 
Christ on my right, Christ on my left, 
Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down, 
Christ in me, Christ when I arise, 
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me, 
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me, 
Christ in every eye that sees me, 
Christ in every ear that hears me, 
Christ with me.



Met ons liefde. Christus is met en in julle.  


George & Matilda 


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