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?
Roadside Stream 02 Julian Price Memorial Park, Blue Ridge Parkway, Blowing Rock, North Carolina
Finding our way to The Way is as simple as getting out of the way. We do that by not having a way, but letting things be as they are until the mud settles and the water clears and a sense of direction arises spontaneously within, intuition guiding us to a path to the path which is also the path.
Emptiness is not empty. Silence is not silent. Stillness is not still. They come together to guide, direct, support, sustain.
Drop in any time at the gateless gate, the doorway to here, now and all that flows to wherever we are going.
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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