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September 9, 2020
I find great creative pleasure while writing in a forest. There’s something about the atmosphere that welcomes the human head and heart without there being judgement or an overbearing expectation that leads to silence. You’d never know how wrong the world is inside a forest. A recent RVing trip put me in the center of a long line of trees so willing to give. Within those sticks stuck feet first in mud were the humans. Many of them telling the tale of how important it’s becoming to let go of the city life and get on the road before time calls us back home. On this podcast episode the goal isn’t to paint the photograph of what it’s like to be in an RV or how living in the wide open space seems like the answer to everything. The mission is disconnection. We’re bombarded with daily news that few trust. We can’t look at other people without instantly wondering if they’ve got Covid or a political decision that doesn’t agree with us. We might as well toss in our level of courage and personal comfort in the way of telling the Great Creator that we’ve got this moment of madness under control. The life we once knew is getting further and further away. Digesting the new reality has always been a choice. But the strength to make the right decision can be seen weakening in the presence of others. Look at the huge list of spiritual books and podcasts that have pushed their visibility toward our inability to escape. Stop! Wait! If this were a movie and someone had a safe way out, you’d spend a few moments thinking about joining the group. To break free of. To race back into. To feel whole again. Since the birth of this Covid mess I’ve written many times about the chase to locate the missing God. That spirit in the sky that’s not answering your text messages. As one person put it, “The Creator of why we feel alone.” First and foremost you aren’t alone. What you feel is generated by a conscious mind that’s demanding answers as well as reactions. Most of us feel like we don’t fit in an ever changing situation. This isn’t the MMA where we can tap out. There is no NBA shot clock and we can’t shove this experience into an NHL two minute penalty box. My new studies involve the subconscious. That little thing we’ve left behind. We’ve got this! No need for help. We’re cool. And God looks on with a somewhat innocent smile. The subconscious! Look at who you are and where you stand from three different angles. I’ve done it on this blog. It went straight through your moment of Now and you didn’t pick up on it. Take your challenge and look at it three different ways. Your way. It’s way. Now God’s way. Write it out. Read it over and over. Each change and challenge has a voice and we as a normal people are looking at it only one way. Ours! Your subconscious is screaming to be heard. It needs to be present. Look at every point of view. Your way. It’s way. God’s way. Welcome to your brand new beginning. Walk in peace.
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