I have been sitting with this writing for months and months, not to find the right words as much as to come to accept what these thoughts…… Read more “christianity and culture… the shadow”
I grew up learning that God always answers prayer. Yes, no, or wait. These were the answers that God gave. Because God always answers prayer. It seems…… Read more “Prayer”
“This cannot wait,” I am told. We inhale it in the air we breath. Continue to improve upon the past. We drink it in the water. Tomorrow can…… Read more “Balance is the Foundation”
I ain’t no saint, that’s for sure. In reality, I’m just a mess. And I think it’s better that way.
As I lay in bed, in the thin space before sleeping, the only thing I could think was, “Where is my Self if I am on the receiving end of everything?” If I live in gratitude and indebtedness to Life as it comes to me, always and everywhere, Self seems so utterly overrated. What’s the use of a Self? I am not a self-made man. I am not autonomous or inevitable. In that moment I felt the dissolution of my self. “Dissolution”… the breaking apart or loosening or untying. Turning from a solid into a fluid state.