Stelly’s

I arrived at Stelly’s Secondary this morning, exited my car and was greeted by the roar of a massive construction overhaul that is going on at the school.  There were two girls standing in front talking on their cell phones and I wondered how they could possibly hear anything.  Inside there were signs of construction as well, but the students and teachers seemed to be taking it all in stride.  Classes and education as normal.  It was chaotic, but there was an order about it as well. 

But the thing that struck me the most about Stelly’s was the absolute sense of rightness that I got stepping through the front door.  I felt it all the way through to my very core.  Like...and I know this is going to sound hokey, but it felt like I was meant to be here.  That I was here for a reason.  That it was in some way important.  I not sure who it was that I was there for, who it was who needed to hear what I had to say, as I had to leave in a hurry and wasn’t able to stick around after my talks.  But I have to say, this sense of rightness pervaded my whole visit.  It was very strong. 

I started the morning still tired but instead of being more drained when I left, after another day of talking and reading and talking some more, I felt filled up. 

It was sort of like putting a prayer out there into the world, good intentions, I’m not sure what, all I know is I am really glad I was able to visit this school.  xo

(And thank you Stephanie for everything!  The cinnamon hearts and chocolate kept me company on the way home.)

Posted by Meg Tilly on Friday, February 22, 2008 in Chewing the Fat

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