“I’ve heard it called a ‘thin place,’” he told me. “I’m not sure that I believe that, so I want to see for myself.”  It sounded to my ears as if he’d laid down a challenge—to me, or the island, I wasn’t sure which. Coming from someone I respect, his apparent skepticism gave me pause. He was one of many pilgrims on a journey to the Isle of Iona that I was co-leading with Carole Crumley several years ago. I wondered, “What might this holy island that I have loved for many years have to offer to him?” As much as I wanted him to appreciate Iona, it was clear that all I could do was trust that he would be given what was right for him. In a “thin place” it is said that the barrier between Earth and Continue Reading →