So its official. I’ll stay in taize until the 6th of june, the date of my orrigional fights, and then fly home. Having seen really nothing of europe except one very small and international part of France.

I feel a little bit silly. But really I’m am choosing to do it this way because its what I want. The two main arguments are that I should either stay longer in taize, since I’m here and love it, or that I should look arround europe before rushing home. While both have there merits, the reason why I’ve made this choice is below:

Really traveling was never the aim. I wanted to come here to meet people, and to grow myself. I realised fairly soon that taize provided both those things in a way that I was unlikly to find on the road. Not only do I meet lots of people, but here I also share a life and a deeper connection with the people I live with. The way I grow here is also good. Its fed on a rich prayerlife and some of the most interesting and accepting teaching I’ve heard in my life.

So why not stay longer? Simply that I want to take what I have learnt and discovered about myself, and apply it to the world. Unless I’m going to stay in Taize my whole life, at some point I want to grasp the nettle and see what I do next. I feel that for now following Christ mean following him back into the next chaper. And its not so hard to come back if the road leads here again.

So there it is. I will see many of you in a little under a month.

Peace and love.

Well I don’t know if I should bother to try and write about how the week in silence was.

It was great. It was hard. It was restful and exhausting all at once.
I went on lots of long walks, I thought an prayed a lot, I learn some things about God and about myself. A good week.

For now I’m happy to be able to hang out with people again, and be able to rest from the extreme spiritual workout. And to see how to relate what I’ve learnt.

And to be able to think again about other questions like when I want to come home.

Today I’m going to cluny (the nearest town) for the first time since I arived, its going to feel a bit like a big city. Theres some prayer thing at the church which a lot of us are going to.

Well thats all, basically I said nothing.

Oh yeah, the ANZAC biscuits were great. We agreed they didn’t taste anything like ANZAC biscuits, but knowone else knew that. On the other hand no ANZAC buscuit will taste like that again either.

Love you all. Peace. I’ll say more later in the week.