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Tag Archives: GilChrist Retreat Center
Trance for Creativity
I was at a sleepover in elementary school when one of my friends suggested we do “light as a feather, stiff as a board.” One of us would sit in a big heavy dining room chair while the hostess stood … Continue reading
On Retreat in my Dreams
I dreamed this morning that I was at Gilchrist, the retreat center I’ve written about before. I was hiking through the mists as the sun started to break through. Dewdrops sparkled on my shoes. I remembered seeing the deer on … Continue reading
Last week, I was lucky enough to take a few days out from my life to go back to the Gilchrist Retreat Center. I went with my friend Mart again, for two half days and one glorious rainy day that … Continue reading
On Retreat, part two
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 … Continue reading
On Retreat, part one
I’ve had the fantasy of running away for a long time. In reality, my life is damn near perfect, but I love the idea of going away to write: no emails, no housework, no dishes, no litter boxes, no play … Continue reading