December 20, 2021

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Lake Martin Sunset 02 05/24/2015 Oil Paint Rendered — Breaux Bridge, Louisiana
All of us are confronted 
with the truth of the life we are living--
and of the life we are refusing to live--
in our dreams every night
all our life long.

And most of us are addicted
to some form of diversion,
distraction, denial
in our waking hours
to give us something to think about
and take our minds off
of the ever-widening gap
between who we are
and who we are born to be.

The work to get us back together
with our original nature
in a life aligned with it
is called The Hero's Journey.

And is only for those
who have what it takes
to be self-transparent
and at-one with themselves
within the context and circumstances
of their life
no matter what
all their life long.

The door is always open,
but few take the trip.

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02

Beech Woods 04 11/21/2021 Oil Paint Rendered — 22-acre Woods, Indian Land, South Carolina
Diana Prince was Wonderwoman, 
Clark Kent was Superman,
Bruce Wayne was Batman,
and so it goes down the long list
of superheros.

The list is forever long.
Your name is on the list,
and mine.

We all have a super double,
an alter-ego,
a hidden wonder within.

We are, at once,
who we are and who we also are,
and it is our place to recognize that,
and walk two paths at the same time,
in bringing our Inner Other forth
to engage Outer Reality
within the conditions and circumstances
of our life,
in each situation as it arises.


This is our saving grace.
We save ourselves,
and we save the world,
by being true to our Original Nature
and doing what is called for
in ways appropriate to the occasion
all our life long.

We have what the world most needs,
and we betray it daily,
by being who we are supposed to be
at the expense of who we are capable of being,
doing what is expected of us
and denying what is possible with us,
day in and day out,
all our life long.

Waking up is waking up to 
the reality of our Original Nature,
and working to exhibit/express/reveal/incarnate
the gifts/daemon/shtick/talents/abilities/genius/etc.
tucked into our DNA
along with our fingerprints and iris patterns--
and live to serve whom Carl Jung was addressing
when he said,
"There lives in each of us,
another, whom we do not know."

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My sister, Susan, died this morning, realizing her wish to be relieved of the burdens of this life, and joining my sister Diane, who died in August of this year, and all those who preceded her throughout the ages of time. Peace be with them all.

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03

Bayou DeSaird 08 11/02/2015 Oil Paint Rendered — Monroe, Louisiana
We have to mine the darkness for the light,
the difficult for the gold,
the unwanted for the gift,
and open ourselves to the steady presence 
of unmerited grace,
pouring over,
spilling out,
like a well-spring of living water
all the days of our life
unto all of those with eyes to see,
ears to hear
and a heart to understand
what is right here,
right now,
all the time.

We are never more than a slight
shift in perspective away
from having what we need
to find what we need
to get up and do what needs to be done,
when it needs to be done,
the way it needs to be done, 
because it needs to be done,
no matter what
in each situation as it arises,
for the simple joy of doing it,
and the satisfaction of having done it,
throughout the time left for living.

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04

Sourwood 01 11/11/2021 Oil Paint Rendered — 22-acre Woods, Indian Land, South Carolina
The Way is the way 
of doing the right thing
in the right way
at the right time.

A couple dancing 
in sync with each other
and the music.

Tennis players
swapping ground strokes.

A center fielder
tracking a fly ball
and catching it on the run.

Each moment calls for something.
The right response
fulfills the moment,
and leaves everyone
privy to it
with a sense of satisfaction,
completion,
in a "Well Done!" kind of way.

Living alert to each moment
and responding to them 
in just the right way,
is to live with self-transparency,
integrity, sincerity and spontaneity--
in touch with the moment
and our original nature,
dancing as a dancer with the music,
a tennis player with tennis ball,
a center fielder with a high fly.

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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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