When I wrote here that I felt my life was moving into a season of change, I was imagining something gradual, like the gentle shift from summer to autumn with its slow shortening of days and gradual turning of leaves.
Now that I’m back from my week in Bulgaria, I’m thinking I might have misjudged that. The intensity of this time away felt less like a gentle transition and more like a sudden switch from one dimension to another.
I’m not prone to hyperbole – quite the opposite in fact – but I don’t think it is too much to say this trip may have changed my life.
I’m a little bit dazed by it all at the moment, but in my next two or three posts I want to try and capture something of the experience. I’ll be looking at what I learnt about the power of big dreams, what happened to my faith and, especially, why I no longer mind the sound of crying children.
In the meantime, here’s a picture of Sofia’s beautiful St. Alexander Nevsky cathedral which I was lucky enough to visit during my stay.