I posted yesterday about my trip to the monastery. I explained that the best take away was the lesson I learned from the nuns about living in a world with out mirrors. That was pretty wonderful.
Then, something even better happened. While driving on the way to work today I zoned out a bit- I went to my happy place. It was excellent, there was absolutely no traffic. It's a rare phenomena which happens in DC when Congress is out of session every August for a few weeks. As I drove in I started thinking about the day ahead of me. For the life of me, I couldn't remember what I had set to accomplish when I left on Friday evening. All my worries, my to-do lists, my anxieties: gone. Blank slate.
Apparently, the true gift from my weekend was the peace I found, without even realizing it.
