This whole American life can be overwhelming when you begin to step back and consider the smallest details and then begin to see how vast their impact is in life and culture and framework of belief. this website has been helpful in considering some of these things more carefully: http://www.simpleliving.net/main/
It is all a process and part of the journey and I am far from getting a handle on it, but beginning the journey seems to be a start. Also this book, originally a PBS special has provided an environment of new thought and self reflection for me:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affluenza
of course wikipedia is more of a beginning than an end, but it will launch you into these ideas.
enjoy-
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Feeling Peace
At least two or three times each winter I need to go on a walk late at night with snow falling and a fresh layer on the ground that not even one set of footprints has impressed on it yet. The yelllowish street lights blazing the trail and glimmering off of the pristine snowy covering.
I need this walk to have the peace of the moment pour in on me. These walks come at different geographical locations, this year it was a stroll down Webster, then Creighton, and Hoagland next, and Woodland back to Webster, then home.
The perfect walks are the ones when the wind is nothing more than a light breeze and the temperature hovers just below freezing. If the wind chill is too low it begins to make me feel hurried, negating the setting of peace.
I need these walks because they are a tangible exemplification of the cleansing of the psychosomatic person before God, the Creator, the Savior.
At times it can be hard to feel forgiveness, it can be difficult to embrace an embodiment of the peace that has been made with God.
These walks remind me how real it is. I can feel the cool of each flake on my skin. These flakes are every bit as real as the peace made with God.
This moment is one of many connections between the physical and the spiritual.
Is it snowing now? Go for a walk. Find Peace. Feel Peace.
I need this walk to have the peace of the moment pour in on me. These walks come at different geographical locations, this year it was a stroll down Webster, then Creighton, and Hoagland next, and Woodland back to Webster, then home.
The perfect walks are the ones when the wind is nothing more than a light breeze and the temperature hovers just below freezing. If the wind chill is too low it begins to make me feel hurried, negating the setting of peace.
I need these walks because they are a tangible exemplification of the cleansing of the psychosomatic person before God, the Creator, the Savior.
At times it can be hard to feel forgiveness, it can be difficult to embrace an embodiment of the peace that has been made with God.
These walks remind me how real it is. I can feel the cool of each flake on my skin. These flakes are every bit as real as the peace made with God.
This moment is one of many connections between the physical and the spiritual.
Is it snowing now? Go for a walk. Find Peace. Feel Peace.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Enjoying the Journey
It has become of supreme importance to me in the past few years to enjoy the journey more than just anticipating the destination. Of course this has its practical problems. For some, it can become an escapist narcotic high to ignore the trials of today while looking to the end. If I truly care about enjoying the journey than somehow I must learn to apreciate frustrating and stressful times as well as the good. I must learn to live in the moment and allow myself to truly feel the way that I feel. It means that I must let tears fall and I must let smiles slip and I must let frustration roam. None of these are a lack of control but rather the experience of more control, while I am on this journey I choose to let it happen.
'Count it pure joy my brothers when you experince trials of all kinds'
'Count it pure joy my brothers when you experince trials of all kinds'
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