October 27, 2021

01

Lake Martin Sunset 01 02/04/2014 Oil Paint Rendered — Beaux Bridge, Louisiana
It's the quiet life for me.

In preparation, perhaps,
for my eventual return
to the eternal silence,
from which we come
and to which we belong.

Just being, I suppose,
with what we have done,
and what we have failed to do,
in the time that was ours
to show/discover/make our peace with
our stuff.

What is your stuff, by the way?
How are you doing with it?
What are you doing with it?

The time is coming, you know,
when time's up.
And what's done is done.

What we do with what remains 
of our time in the meantime
can be an extension 
of what we have done with it
up to this point,
or an expansion,
an evolution,
an exploration
of possibilities unconsidered
up to here, now.

Whatever we do with what's left of it,
my recommendation is that we allow it
to call us forth,
to bring us out,
into what still might be--
by being quiet
and listening/looking
for what stirs within
and emerges, arises,
to lead us into the adventure
of discovering what more there is
than we ever thought could be.

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02

Red, Too 04/22/2021 Oil Paint Rendered — Pike Nursery, Charlotte, North Carolina
It is easier to find and do what is wrong
than what is right.

What is bad than what is good.

Where not to be than where to be.

Where we have no business being 
than where we belong.

Where do we belong?

We can't be in such a hurry to find it
that we jump for anything.

It takes time to know what we know--
to know what clicks,
what resonates,
with us
on a level beyond appearances
and presumptions,
and wishful thinking.

Where do we belong?
What belongs to us?
Where have we been
that was "IT"--
or close to IT?

If we were looking for it,
where would we go
to pick up the sent,
to find traces,
to be in the presence of where it was
once,
perhaps not long ago?

It is worth every minute it takes
to find and be with 
what is right,
what is good,
where to be,
where we belong.

It is the most important thing.

Everything falls into place around that.

What do you have to do
that matters more?

Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters and five granddaughters within about twenty minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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