Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
Price Lake 08/07/2009 Oil Paint Rendered — The Wasteland Collection, Blue Ridge Parkway, Blowing Rock, North Carolina
What are you doing
when you lose all track of time,
and it could be yesterday
or tomorrow,
and you aren't sure of the month?
You need to do more of that.
And, if you don't know
what I'm talking about,
you need to completely revamp
your relationship with yourself
and with your life,
take up the practice
of the right kind of emptiness
(The emptiness between breaths
when you are concentrating
on your breathing),
stillness
and silence,
and follow your inclinations
and impulses more often.
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Beulah Land 47 Oil Paint Rendered
Living at the mercy of our
curiosity,
intrigued by the incongruous,
the out-of-place,
the incompatible,
the strange,
obtuse,
opaque,
foreign,
an enigma,
a veil--
yet, somehow, attractive,
inviting,
engaging,
compelling,
fascinating...
is our hope
and our salvation.
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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