I
I am and I am becoming. I am complete but I’m constantly discovering the depth of self. All that ever was is. I just know a little bit of it but my awareness grows. Now is eternity realized.
I – We
I have traveled since birth. My parents introduced me to the world via job assignments. In this way I experienced different landscapes, people, food and ideas. As I traveled I was offered the opportunity to experience the “we”. As I reached adolescence, my state of mind fell into the “me-them”. At times everyone else was…
The Hero’s Journey
Leaving home, taking on life without leaning on parents or others, I traveled through life through situations by my unaided will. At the point of despair I reach out for help and for guidance. Once I finally accept that I don’t know I become teachable. In my broken state I begin I can begin to…
I, the Prodigal
Luke 15:11-32 English Standard Version I first heard the Prodigal Son parable in Sunday School many years ago. The message I heard was. He had a real nice dad and a cranky older brother. Later I revisited the story. I came to see how I took on all the roles. I played the role of…
Fire
I smolder, the fire within burns faintly. How do I nourish it? An open giving heart allows spirit to nourish my fire removing the dust from my genius. This is a giveaway Open my eyes to my blessings so I know what to give away.
The Fire
Jumping into the fire of God’s love, I watch all that is not of God burn away—refined and rendered into the truth of who I am: pure love, beloved from the beginning.In that fire, my gift is revealed—along with the strength and wisdom to offer it freely.Though my path may never be crystal clear, living…
Overwhelm
Blaring voices from media on the internet or traditional media scream at me. If I enter this maelstrom, I find myself shaken and unsure, fearful, angry and in despair. When I try to share a thought on a hot topic, I’m faced with minefields of emotions. I’m well-meaning but negativity clouds my vision. I sit…
God =
God = Love, ergo, not Love not God. Not love of “something” just love; unconditional and universal. To love selectively is not perfect love. When I love selectively I separate myself from others and God. Perfect love allows boundaries on behaviors and ideas. By this I mean I don’t have to tolerate behaviors (in myself…
How do I approach the world
I don’t know how to approach the world today. I want to shine hopeful but my ego pressures me to fear. Fear of where humanity is headed. Whole swaths of people marginalized and the planet used, abused and waisted. If fined I have a limited capacity to wade through “news” without feeling overwhelmed and in…
