Can I just tell you how much I love alliteration? I LOVE alliteration. It slips out of my mouth all the time. Or should I say it slips out of my mouth merrily, moment by moment?! (Okay, that’s a stretch. Not cool Anna.. time to stop with the nerd-alerts!)
Anyways, I have a lot to tell ya’ll, and not enough of it will be captured here but another snippet is better than nothing.
One of the thing’s I’ve been learning about and trying to be more aware of and open to is the whole idea of try something new. I tried a lot of new things when I moved to Princeton, and I’ve been challenging myself to keep the streak as life continues and I find myself in a lot of new places as each chapter unfolds.
I was originally introduced to the sport of Slackliningby my Bigger Brother Ben,
but aside from shoving his gear over whenever I needed trunk space in the old red jetta, my interaction with the whole slacklining thing has been pretty slim. At Uvic it was totally ‘all the rage’, and I’ve seen some pretty crazy feats captured at the Banff Mountain Film Festival but I’m not one to be enticed by adrenaline or popularity so it’s taken me this long to give it a shot. However, last night I finally took the leap. Er, step. Anyways it was fun. Ben and a certain young Mr. Howarth: Be Proud. I look up to you both in the slacklining world.
So that was last night. This morning? Sauerkraut! It was a dangerous decision, I know. The possibility of compromising the exquisite flavour of a prime hot dog made me hesitant. The whole hot-dog experience was at risk! As a member of my hot-dog-roasting family and a seasoned camp kid, I know better than to jeopardize a good ol’ hotdog.
But you know what?
Sometimes it’s worth the risk.
[Remember that.That could almost be a life lesson.]
Turns out, sauerkraut is simply scrumptious. Thanks Justin, for the introduction!
The last try-something-new thing is my favourite. Mostly because it’s incredibly out there. I warn you – this is like, knock-your-socks-off incredible, do a double-take, SERIOUSLY out on a limb.
Ready for it? Alright. Sit down – Here goes-
SNUGGLED! Did you catch that?
Real snuggling! Not with my wonderful cocoon of a green sleeping bag or anyone under the age of 5. Like “look we’re bonding! snuggling.” For those of you who are scared that Trek will change me, this picture should be proof that is has:
I was told to be vulnerable when I went on trek. And as strange as it sounds, squashing on a couch with four others translates to vulnerability in my world:
What if my bony elbows are making life uncomfortable for my neighbour who is not even inches away from me – but pressed right into every nook and cranny of my limbs? Have I brushed my teeth lately? What if I STINK?”
Seriously. I’m being stretched. I could try and connect this to something spiritually deep or philosophical, and I honestly have some good thoughts on that too, but I don’t really want to right now. Full days of learning make for an appreciation of light blog posts on my part. Sorry about that. I’ll try to balance the flippant with the fulfilling as time goes on.
Until then, I think I’ll leave you with another little bit of list – some other S things that have been a part of my world lately:
Socks. No better place to bond than an afternoon at the laundromat, sorting socks and claiming your tshirts with 4 other gals on the Trek program!
Singing. Worship sessions every Wednesday morning. They’re wonderful.
Stanley Park. A lovely Saturday afternoon was spent strolling around downtown Vancouver and Stanley Park before taking snapshots for a photo scavenger hunt on Granville Island.
Serenity. It’s a peaceful environment here at the MARK Centre. Shady and cool in this unusually hot weather, but sunny and full of vegetation and quiet nooks to sit and enjoy God or contemplate life.
Sidewalks. Often we all walk down the hill to a nearby church to have a session there. It’s nice to get outside and go somewhere different and enjoy a good ten-minute conversation with one of your teammates.
Silence. Less than 48 hours before our 48-hour silent retreat! This week we’re learning all about Hearing God’s Voice and at the end of the week we’ll be having our own personal retreats. Just me, my journal, Bible and my God. No music, phones, facebook, or anything. We start tomorrow after lunch. Even though I suspect silent meals may be a bit awkward at first, I’m really looking forward to this time.
Soup. Smiles. Speed-Scrabble.
Scripture. Sleeping Bag. Sunshine. Skype.