Do I Choose?

This is an excerpt from Pema Chodron’s Book The Places That Scare You It is particularly pertinent to me today Do I Choose All too frequently we relate like timid birds who don’t dare to leave the nest. Here we sit in a nest that’s getting pretty smelly and that hasn’t served it’s function for

The Anonymous Whole

Another excerpt from Thomas Merton’s Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander This is one of the few real pleasures left to modern man: this illusion that he is thinking for himself when, in fact, someone else is doing his thinking for him. And this someone else is not a personal authority, the great mind of a

Things We Need

By Thomas Merton, from Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander The things we really need come to us as only as gifts, and in order to receive them as gifts we have to be open. In order to be open, we have to renounce ourselves, in a sense, we have to die to our image of ourselves,

What I find Exquisite

Exquisite I have an inkling, of what exquisite is, however, I am struck by not knowing the word’s definition. I found that as an adjective exquisite is described as, extremely beautiful and typically delicate. This is very close, if not exactly what the word means to me. It also may describe a feeling, that use

Happy New Year?

The mood was dark and somber. Another year had passed, we were all still stuck “On Stupid”.

People and Things

The more I rely on people and things, the more desperate I become. People are self interested and things fall dismally short. The more I rely on God the more at peace I find myself. As He is in me and I in Him. I find miracles everywhere I look, every moment of every day.

Easier

It was easier for me to continue to be dishonest, deceit had become an ingrained habit and because there was a grain of truth in the story or even once was true, it was more believable than an honest expression of what was. I couldn’t exist comfortably in who I really was, I had to

The Longing

As created beings, we are all, I believe, born with or develop what I call the longing. It is a craving, a desire a hunger for something to allow us to feel whole or just okay. Growing up I was exposed to religion and took part, but it was just something that I had no

Sunshine

It was cold dark and drearyStuck in a state of excruciating agony of self doubt and blame, wandering aimlesslyA mysterious ray of Light crept into my beingI didn’t trust it at first and made every attempt to deny, shut out and extinguish the giftI slowed down, I examined my plight and found, that I was

Who The F%*k am I

Hi how are you?…no! I am serious How are you doing, feeling, etc?  I am interested. Welcome to my blog. I have invited all to share in my ramblings and musings about my journey of self discovery. At this point, I shall inform you a little, (nearly all) about myself. I entered this realm in