Dream Trip, Nightmare or Blessed Retreat
I
saved up for two years, paid my credit card down to zero, and headed
to France for my 75th birthday. My friend picked me up
from the Charles De Gaulle International Airport in Paris. We headed
off to the Basse Normandie region, the first leg of the journey. We
planned to spend a few days visiting towns and churches in the area.
The next step in the plan was to go to Paris near the end of my stay
to do all the touristy things that people do when they visit France.
Accommodation
mishaps, including locking myself outside my hotel room on the night
of my birthday, resulted in a delay in the plan to visit towns and
churches. We did get to visit the Basilica of St. Therese of Lisieux
in Lisieux.
I
finally found accommodation in Villedieu-les-Poeles in a lovely 3
bedroom house for less the 50 Euros a day. It was just in time,
because France was put into lockdown the day after I moved into the
place. Needless to say the lockdown ended my dreams of seeing Paris
since everything is closed and people can only go out for
necessities. In addition, the Canadian government called all
Canadians outside of the country to come home. So, leaving for home
two weeks early was disappointing. But it all turned out to be a
blessing in disguise
The
house I rented is nestled in the rolling green countryside outside
the town centre. It is the perfect setting for prayer and
contemplation. Richard Rohr's daily meditations and those of Tara
Brach guide me. What may not have been a dream trip but could have
been a nightmare turned into a blessed retreat
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