Crumbly bread

The bread that we shared at chapel at the beginning of this week was super crumbly, the sort of bread that it seemed you only needed to look at and it would start to crumble. We shared communion by intinction, the servers moving around the circle that we were standing in, the first person giving … Continue reading Crumbly bread

Footprints in the sand

I love walking along the beach. Watching the birds flying overhead, the shape of the clouds, the sky as it changes colour. Hearing the waves crash. Tasting the salt air. Feeling the wind blowing, and the sand shifting underfoot. There is something meditative and almost prayerful about it. This morning as I stepped onto one … Continue reading Footprints in the sand