Living,
Inside of Now
Some years ago, my daughter and I were strolling through a yellow field of summer flowers in PEI. We were discussing the word “meaning”. During our walk, she suggested I write when meaning moves me to experience a more beautiful world.
Decades ago, Joseph Settler, a renowned theologian, asked at a conference, “Would anyone like another name for God?” I instantly raised my hand, as did others. He held his silence, then stated, “Meaning is another name for God.” Instantly, I knew he was right, that one little word changed my theology. Meaning is everywhere, found in everything, and constantly enlarges my life.
Thus, I began a blog of writings, bimonthly for ten years, which, at the time, I called…
Life, Meaning, and Joyful Purpose: Tips and Triggers
Its introduction read, “These are the questions these writings explore: What is the How to for living well? What sparks our spirituality? What triggers Joyful Purpose?, and What trips us up?”
I was discovering, my new awareness offered love, and wisdom, and created an expanding depth of appreciation in my life. I also found meaning, spirit, and purpose can come oddly clothed in grief, loss, unwanted, change, and in the smallest, most seemingly, ordinary moment.
From that collection of writings, the book titled, Moments That Blink Back was published and can be ordered from Amazon, Friesen Press, or from Indigo. Some of the writings in the book include:
stepping out of thought…
“When you no longer believe everything you think, you step out of thought and see clearly that the thinker is not who you are.”
Taking one conscious breath…
One conscious breath in and one conscious breath out is a meditation.
Never a written understanding…
“Spiritual knowing will never have a written understanding.”*
See beyond what your eyes can see…
Go outdoors and see beyond what you see, feel beyond what you feel, and love beyond what you love. ~ An ancient friend A reader was telling me this morning she had what one could call an enlightenment. In that,
Duckie…
Spring is here in Nova Scotia and the first duck families are swimming by our lake-front. A mother is often followed by a half dozen or so puff-balls. Initially, you can hardly tell they are ducks. Yet, every week they
beautiful and wild forces…
“There are beautiful and wild forces within us.” * I was brought up as a luke-warm, “had to go to church” Christian. Prayer for me was not much more then words and “Jesus” was a question mark. Saying prayers too
Which are the artificial yeses?
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else, means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight…
Don’t take anything personally…
Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions of others, you won’t be the victim
