My silent retreat was great, for all you who wondered. I highly recommend it. Drawing, poems, meditation, conversations with Nic, long walks with the deer (see picture) and I read four books. Here's a poem from my weekend. It has nothing to do with the picture. :)
Poem: About Nots
My greatest fear was that I would not...
That I would be _____.
That I would "not" like she has.
Not, not be alone like her, because I'm stronger than that.
Not, not "be", because she is, and I am!
But, that I would not wildly pursue love.
That I would be stagnant
Afraid of love and life "with"
solely due to my sexual orientation.
That fear of judgment
would abort abundant life.
That love would be still born
in my womb of legalistic christian perfection.
That I would "not" let the life
that wants to live in me, live.
A life of risk and kisses
A life of sweetness and embodiment
A life that risks for love without fear.
That I would "not" let love drive out fear.