So my stuff is loaded and I’m spending a few moments writing this, and then a last little while in the basilica praying. The basilica is an amazing room, and I love being there – so I usually break retreat by spending some quiet time in that space. Then I head home (or in this case – to meetings).
Breaking retreat is always a little bitter sweet: I get to go see my family tonight, but I know that the soul work I’ve done here is incomplete… nothing I can do about that.
The final step in breaking retreat is to refuse to evaluate.
People will ask me, “How was your study leave,” and I’ll try to describe it honestly. But I try not to evaluate the time. The reason I can’t evaluate is that I won’t know for at least a couple of years how this retreat went. Soul work is measured in decades, not in days and hours. There’s nothing I could say in evaluation of these four days at the abbey that would come close to a fair assessment. It’s just too early. I have to leave satisfied that I was faithful in coming, faithful in retreating, and now faithfulness in leaving means I can’t evaluate.