Be.

Winter has finally arrived in the “bay area.” The days are mid gray, cold, and the rain pours down. People have donned sweaters and rainbows of colored-umbrellas make their way down the street.

The second week of classes are over and I am feeling more comfortable about my course selection. Starr King maintains a pedagogy (theory of education) that advocates that students choose their own course of study within a certain framework. It puts an enormous amount of responsibility on the student, and my classmates and I have spent much of this first year stressing that we have chosen our classes wisely. We commiserate about our frustration of being thrust into this world without overt guidance or instruction. Within the uncertainty lies fertile ground for growth and transformation, and, undoubtedly, preparation for the future.

The other evening while at a Taize chanting service, a French tradition of singing spiritual phrases over and over again, I was struck with the notion that rather than trying to figure out how something would be, the point was simply “to be.”

The way through the journey is the way through the journey. Many paths lead to the same place.

The rain falls and soon the trees will leaf out with growth.