December 07, 2024

Mt. Moran at Ox Bow Bend, 06/25/2011 — Grand Teton National Park, Jackson, Wyoming
I bought a new computer and lost everything, or close enough, migrating data from the old computer, and am putting things together with Apple Support and time. At least, I am here, now!

Here, now, I'm thinking we have no business
asking/demanding our body to
defend/excuse/explain/justify its messages to us.

Maybe most of our problems stem from
failing to listen to our body,
and tricking our body with addictions/diversions/distractions
away from the life it is built to live
into some misshapen, sad, sorry, state
exhibiting more in the way of remorse
and regret instead of life,
spilling over, pouring out.

Because we confuse having our way
and getting what we want
with being happy,
and, therefore, alive.

That changes dramatically
when we trade places with our body,
inviting it to take the lead
in deciding what needs to be done,
in knowing what is called for,
and in doing what is truly ours to do
in the time left for living.

This means dropping into emptiness/stillness/silence
throughout each day,
tuning into our body,
listening, looking, seeing hearing
what we have to say to ourselves
in terms of "here we are, now what?"

Feeling what our body is feeling
and doing what our body knows to do
turns the light around,
with us becoming servants of our body,
rather than demanding that our body serve us.

Indigenous peoples know more about
listening to and being guided by their body
than civilized people know.
It is time that we enter into the mystery
that we are,
and learn to be spiritual beings
having a physical experience.
Which changes everything for the better.

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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