On Retreat, part two

The Stone Chapel

The Stone Chapel

The retreat center was as beautiful as Mart promised.  It’s called GilChrist, but welcomes all faiths.  Our room had a meditation mat and cushion and an altar with a hawk feather, a turkey feather, and a candle.  I felt amazingly comfortable there.

My relationship with Christianity has been rocky, but my faith–decidedly not Christian–is strong and sustaining.  I felt refilled by the butterflies dancing with the wildflowers and the bees humming in the labyrinth garden, by the hawks crying in the cerulean sky and the birdsong in the woods around the cabin, by the fat little chipmunks and the scolding squirrels and the brilliant scatter of stars in the sky at night.  I felt as if I came back to myself there.  Something unhitched inside my body.

And I wrote pages.  I dumped my thoughts into my notebook and it was glorious to feel the words coursing through me.  The pieces of my novel began to fit together again. I wrote in the tiny cedar porch of our “hermitage.” I wrote at the kitchen table overlooking the meadow.  I wrote sitting up in bed and on the bench on the porch.  Best of all, I wrote in the lovely stone chapel down in the hollow.

Rhoads_GilChrist_0817I was hesitant to even step into the chapel at first. It was one of the few places at the Retreat Center where I encountered a cross, but there was also a chalice and more feathers, a nest, rocks, and a pine branch on the window sill.  As an offering, I added some downy hawk feathers I’d discovered while wandering around.

My gods live in the wind and the earth, in the trees and the sky.  Sometimes they dress themselves as birds or as butterflies.  Sometimes I can even find them inside a chapel on the margin of a meadow.

All in all, the retreat was magic of the best kind.  I’d forgotten it could be so simple.  I hope it’s reflected in my novel, whenever it finally makes it out into the world.

About Loren Rhoads

I'm the author of 199 Cemeteries to See Before You Die and Wish You Were Here: Adventures in Cemetery Travel, as well as a space opera trilogy. I'm also co-author of a series about a succubus and her angel. In addition to blogging at CemeteryTravel.com, I blog about my morbid life at lorenrhoads.com.
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5 Responses to On Retreat, part two

  1. coastalcrone says:

    I am with you! What a wonderful retreat…feathers and candles are good. All the best on your novel.

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