I'm on my first retreat ever. A silent self-directed retreat at a liberal Catholic convent 20 miles south of San Francisco.
My intent is to live in the present moment and receive whatever comes.
I've been reading the book "Eat, Pray, Love" and in the book, the author, Elizabeth Gilbert, talks about her friend Susan, who whenever sees a beautiful place--exclaims in near panic--"It's so beautiful here! I want to come back here someday!" And then Elizabeth attemps to convince her that she is already here!
Wow. I see myself so much in Susan. I know I've done that a million times. And I already thought that at the beginning of the trip. "Oh I need to come back here! When can I come back? Can I afford it? When? When? When?"
So my goal is to you know, realize I'm here right now. And enjoy it. Doesn't seem too hard, does it?
