Imbolc Waxing Wild Moon
Somewhere in the Coteau Hills. Blue Cloud Abbey sits on a prominence great enough to give a view of the plains in all directions. To the east, back toward the Twin Cities, the city of Milbank glimmers in the night.
We have been here since last night, Thursday and will stay through breakfast on Sunday. This retreat has a much freer form than our usual scheduled time with each person. Much has been said already, enough to make the heart open and tears to flow.
More on that at another time.
The Abbot spoke briefly to us at lunch yesterday. He said they had an interest in us, the Woolly Mammoths, since we, too, are men on a journey together, a fraternity. His comments have sparked some interesting thoughts already.
Later, I’ll tell you of Frank and mine’s encounter with Bud of Peterson Earth Movers. Time to huddle up.
