December 20, 2023 – A

False Hellebore 04/19/2008 — Blue Ridge Parkway, Floyd, Virginia
Finding our place
within what is available
and what is permitted
and what is required
is a dance that goes on
throughout our life.

What we can get away with
changes with our context
and circumstances,
and they are always in flux
as the times are constantly a-changing.

War and natural disasters
create their own vortex,
impacting our world
in ways that demand transitioning
in mid-stride.

Being able to impose our will
and do what we want
isn't in the playbook,
but conferring
with the emptiness/stillness/silence
is always appropriate
to every occasion
in a "Okay, here we are, now what?"
kind of way.

Being able to listen
and take direction
are talents tailor-made for survival,
and we never out-grow their place
in growing up
and doing what must be done
here and now.

As the world gets crazier,
we have to become quieter
and increasingly centered/grounded
in our original nature
and the virtues/attributes
coded into our DNA,
as we adjust and readjust
to what is being asked of us
and handed to us
in the day-to-day dance with time and place.

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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, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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