Eye of the Storm
I intended to write here regularly but this has been a horrific year. And I am a sensitive soul who does not wish to simply reflect suffering.
As I emerge, I hope to be honest as I always sought to be more of an artist than a spiritual leader. It is creativity that has helped me cling to life. Spirit is and always will be, with or without me. But when Spirit moves through the heart, I feel less death and more awe.
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So the truth.
Given the state of the world and various personal struggles, I am currently in one of the deepest depressions I have ever endured.
As a chronically depressed person, functionally depressed you might say, I have many strategies to stay alive.
And each time I sink into a chasm that begins to consume me, I must find an even deeper will to live.
In past times I have found solace in the promise of my future. I have tried to live for a loved one. I have also tried to live to spite those who seek my demise.
But this time I have not found any answers beyond acceptance. I must see everything being shown to me. And feel everything I seek to avoid.
I will write more soon about how this relates to the political milieu, but in the meantime a quote falsely attributed to Emerson most likely a Christian prayer.
Thank you for being here.
“Say thank you! I want to hear you say it now. Out loud. 'Thank you.' You're saying thank you because your faith is so strong that you don't doubt that whatever the problem, you'll get through it. You're saying thank you because you know that even in the eye of the storm, God has put a rainbow in the clouds. You're saying thank you because you know there's no problem created that can compare to the Creator of all things. Say thank you!”