I haven’t blogged in a long time. When I started this blog, it was all about what I thought was my journey to the convent. Had I entered when I planned to, and had I then stayed, I’d be looking at temporary profession now. One thing I found difficult is that my life no longer had a plan, a schedule of what would happen and when. In many ways, religious life seemed very certain and deciding not to go down that path left me feeling adrift.
I can’t say that I know everything. I don’t know exactly what will happen in life and that’s okay. Certainty may be comfortable, but there is also comfort in knowing that I am on the path that I am supposed to be on even if I don’t know where that path might be leading me.
I’ve learnt that I musn’t focus on what my destination is and instead focus on the journey. I’ve come back to blogging because I’ve always found it a good way of processing my thoughts.