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?
Neighbor’s Camelia 02 11/13/2024 — Charlotte, North Carolina
I refuse to be a part of conversations that have nothing to say about them.
If you sit next to me at the lunch counter, I'm going to ask you how your balance and harmony (One thing, not two)is going these days.
Depending on how you respond, I'm going to ask you what the most meaningful things you do in a day are.
That could lead us into what is the last meaningful thing you remember doing.
And that could take us into how many meaningful things you recall about your life up to now.
And that could lead us into how you pass the time, and what keeps you going, and what your relationship is with emptiness, stillness and silence.
And what leads you to think about things the way you do, and where you get your information, and what guides your boat on its path through the sea, and what centers and grounds you day by day...
All of which is contingent on the degree of energy with which you carry on your end of the conversation and on what kinds of things you ask me.
And at some point, I could ask you where you go to explore these questions and others like them in your life...
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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