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?
Jordon Pond — Acadia National Park, Bar Harbor, Maine
Wandering around looking for something to catch my eye is my idea of really living. And I do it for nothing. I get nothing out of it beyond the joy of doing it and the satisfaction of having done it.
The same thing applies to all the words I have ever written, and, likely, to all those I will ever write.
Money is only good for what it enables us to do with our life.
There is what we do to live, and there is what we live to do.
What do we live to do? What do we do with all our heart? What is worth our time? What is worth what remains of our time?
Drop into the silence wondering about these things and see what arises to call you to serve and share the gifts of your original nature, your innate virtues (The things you do best and love to do most), your inherent imagination and your intrinsic intuition in the time left for living.
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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