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?
The Beaver Pond at Schwabacher’s Landing — Grand Teton National Park, Jackson, Wyoming
Trusting ourselves is not trusting our thinking mind, but trusting our feeling intuition. It is about sitting down, shutting up, and waiting for clarity by recognizing an emotionally charged sense of right direction when one arises.
Trusting ourselves to know the way when the light comes on is essential trusting.
And we just wait to know, knowing that we will know when we know.
Sometimes it comes as a flash of insight, and sometimes it comes as a growing sense of surety. Knowing it when we see it, feel it, is a felt sense of certainty. And I have complete confidence in the validity of the felt sense of certainty. Though it rarely comes as quickly as I would like. So I sit and wait some more.
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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