Today I surprised myself by being drawn to a place I had not been to for some time. It was the local church where at the start of my journey I had visited with my ex in order to attend a Relate meeting. This morning I did not intend to go there and I have not given it a thought for much of the time recently. I suppose I was close and my footsteps just ended up taking me there.
There is a peaceful mural / painting on the wall as you enter. The chairs around and beneath invite you to sit and look at it. Its a view of the island of Iona and the tall stone cross, a symbol to the arrival of