How difficult it is to be a man and know that I am not in control. I want to fix so badly. In these days when Kat and I are really trying to learn about self-care and staying healthy for the baby, and struggling in our attempts, this lesson of control is so real. It is such an effort for me to call on that place of love and acceptance, of calm, patience, and breath. Presence remains… personal, loving, healing. And my prayers go there, and go there, and go there, and go there. Breathe, breathe, breathe… remember.
Tag: Quotes
Thomas Moore on books
"I wish I had all the books I have ever owned, because I'm beginning to see that any book might offer just one thread in the tapestry… Read more "Thomas Moore on books"
To be a Friend of the Divine!
Such a beautiful story from Fr Anthony de Mello… Malik, son of Dinar, was upset about the profligate behavior of a youth who lived next door. For…… Read more “To be a Friend of the Divine!”
The marks of a progressing civilization
When I desire the happiness in our children, and mark our progress as humanity by that, I am not referring to children as never crying. I am not ruling out other marks of a progressive society, but merely desiring a shift in priority. What does our society claim as proof of our progression? Happiness is something more than self-satisfied, self-interested, and self-serving. It something greater than an innocent or unaware naivety.
Being Dad for the Doggy
Yesterday evening, I came home looking forward to seeing my doggy and found four intestinal explosions (pick your end of choice) around the house. She is definitely sick. So we fed her and comforted her and later went to bed. I am beginning to see that spirituality starts with nature. There is no linear way to describe the difference between the flight pattern of a chickadee and a woodpecker. There is no scientific way that describes the emotion of a cat lounging in the sun. And there is no way but soulfully to describe the look on Coco’s face when she is “happy” to see us or when she is sick.