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Finding My Footing Again
May. 29th, 2007 07:47 pmI'm starting to get my equilibrium back.
Surprisingly enough, a big reason for this is my boss.
( Sometimes divine guidance comes from unexpected places. )
I've been feeling the lack in my own spiritual life this past week. When the earth started moving under my feet, I didn't have a strong core to hold on to. My prayers seemed meaningless, worthless. I didn't know who I was addressing them to or why anyone would care if they were heard. That's not how I want to live, but I haven't been doing anything to change that.
There's several places in my life where I have not been mindful over the past few months, and this past week brought several of them into sharp focus. I tell myself, remind myself, that I am not starting from scratch, I'm just picking myself up again, getting my feet back on the path.
I am responsible.
I am responsible for my choices, for my actions.
After most of a lifetime of living primarily in my head, I am learning again and again that it is action which defines a life. Thinking is all well and good, but it's what we do with those thoughts that make meaning.
Love means nothing unless it is expressed through attention and action.
Spirituality is about expressing belief/faith/connection in daily, material life, in one's actions. It's a way of life, not just abstract ponderings.
And as I sit here tonight, listening to my daughter laughing over a new book, I am grateful beyond measure for the love in my life: for the partners who love me and continue to believe in me and affirm me and cherish me, for my blessed girlfriends who uphold me, for my family.
Surprisingly enough, a big reason for this is my boss.
( Sometimes divine guidance comes from unexpected places. )
I've been feeling the lack in my own spiritual life this past week. When the earth started moving under my feet, I didn't have a strong core to hold on to. My prayers seemed meaningless, worthless. I didn't know who I was addressing them to or why anyone would care if they were heard. That's not how I want to live, but I haven't been doing anything to change that.
There's several places in my life where I have not been mindful over the past few months, and this past week brought several of them into sharp focus. I tell myself, remind myself, that I am not starting from scratch, I'm just picking myself up again, getting my feet back on the path.
I am responsible.
I am responsible for my choices, for my actions.
After most of a lifetime of living primarily in my head, I am learning again and again that it is action which defines a life. Thinking is all well and good, but it's what we do with those thoughts that make meaning.
Love means nothing unless it is expressed through attention and action.
Spirituality is about expressing belief/faith/connection in daily, material life, in one's actions. It's a way of life, not just abstract ponderings.
And as I sit here tonight, listening to my daughter laughing over a new book, I am grateful beyond measure for the love in my life: for the partners who love me and continue to believe in me and affirm me and cherish me, for my blessed girlfriends who uphold me, for my family.
