I can hear the birds singing as I awoke this morning. I love the quietness of my parent’s house at this hour because this allows me to realize how noisy my mind can be and I can truly focus on bringing it to stillness by prayer or simple reflection.
Some have asked how I’ve handled the transition from being caught up in the hustle and bustle of life in the big city, to relative isolation in a tiny town on the edge of the great Canadian prairie and the beginning of the mighty Rockies. I can attest to the fact that it hasn’t been easy, but it is changing me in very positive ways.
A number of things are happening. I’m hearing myself again after focusing so much on the outside and being distracted by it. I think I’m hearing God again and possibly what he wants from after a long period of trying to shape things into what I wanted them to be. I am continually touched as I learn more about the life of his son.
As I look over the last few blog entries, especially within the past 2 months, I smile because they are honest. I have questioned the validity of religion, revealed my passions, confessed my likes and dislikes, and even done some healing through disclosure. A time of purging and rebuilding from the ground up is upon me. The process is far from over.
But what I am seeing is that I am reconnecting with the man I always wanted to be and simply allowed fear to erode away. This is a man who wishes to approach each day and each challenge with clarity of mind, strength of spirit, and a compassionate heart. I am humbled even as I “write” these words because I know much is yet to be done. I dedicate this time of my life to this cause.
I leave you with two of the wisest quotes I have heard recently:
“Your mind is like a pool of water. As you thrash around you only continue to disturb and distort things. But if you simply stay still, things will become clear.”
“The past is history. The future is a mystery. Only this moment is a gift. That is why it is called the present.”
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