Ever feel like you are in a good place? Or in a dead end?
I feel that we are in a good place, homeschool speaking.
And in a good place, spiritually.
I am reflecting on our two and one half years of living in Sydney.
We previously lived for four years in Adelaide.
Spiritually, Adelaide was difficult for me. Hard to describe, and I can’t really go into too much detail here, but there were a number of challenging things that happened, faith wise, and we found no real parish community.
Moving to Sydney was something we did because of dh’s work – dragging and screaming and complaining. Trying to make the best of things. We didn’t want to be here. We didn’t want to leave the oldest three sons.
But we have found that our faith, our spiritual practices, has been restored.
Attending our local parish, a community of Conventual Franciscans, has been the cause of our faith restoration. The weekly Mass and novena in honour of St Anthony of Padua. Lenten and Advent programmes. The prayers and work of the friars. Their example. All this has helped us out of our less-than-stellar spiritual spiral…
We are in a good place. And out of the dead end…
Similarly with homeschooling. I moved from radical unschooling, questioning myself on all my parenting mannerisms, comparing myself to some monolithic unschooling standard, to a bit here and a bit there – some days we do more formal learning, other days we do nothing formal.