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?
Goshen Creek 01 10/07/2018 — Blue Ridge Parkway, Boone, North Carolina
I have faith in my intuitive ability to know what's what and what is called for and what needs to be done about it, in each situation as it arises--not by thinking about it, but by not thinking at all, and simply trusting myself to drop into the emptiness-stillness-silence, waiting for knowing to arise on its own accord from the impulse of my original nature to guide me in acting spontaneously in response to the moment and doing what needs to be done, when, where and how it needs to be done in each situation as it arises, throughout the time left for living.
Living intuitively out of the silence is grounded in not wanting what I want to happen, but waiting to see what does happen and what I do on response. Imposing may way on my life generates forces at odds with the flow of life resulting in the production of heaving waves upon the wine-dark sea, requiring a lot of emptiness-stillness-silence to return things to peaceful abiding here, now.
Which is the way of the Buddha and the Christ and their kin and ilk.
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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