It's Taken Quite Awhile

 At first, I felt writing about my Spirituality was too religious, but over time I've felt more comfortable about doing so, because some of you seem to like when I do.  I'm not selling anything nor am I condemning anyone to hell.  It's different and it's who I am.  I can't help that.  My pipe is a part of it.  But it took quite awhile for me to feel comfortable writung about it.  I asked myself why this is and it's because I write mostly about it here.

But why did I feel uncomfortable.? Very simply put, I'm pretty quiet about it.  Except with a few.  And to those few it's my obsession.  I didn't want to write about it here. Not at first.  I feared there would be those who wouldn't understand.  But my Spirituality explains the last 30 years of my life and I smoke a pipe.  I am pretty rare by both accounts.  But my pipes and tobacco are also a part of it.

And I'm at my best listening and not talking, but when I'm not writing or posting, I'm listening.  I have some 20 hours or so of listening between my posts.  Someone suggested I write down my conversations with God.  I'd rather not.  Why?  I'm irreverent with God.  But I have been all my life.  We are told to fear God, but I never have.  God knows me too well.  And in my own way, I know God.  I have arguments with God, but I have yet to win one.  Our conversations might be more like an old couple quarreling than a reverent conversation.  But not very often.

I'd rather no one know what these arguments are.  I have never once been angry with God.  In fact, I hardly ever get angry.  I learned long ago anger accomplishes nothing; particularly with God.  But I'll hear and believe.  God's voice is peaceful.  He just knows what is when I don't.  He says simply to just wait and I'll see.  It's the waitung I can't stand.  I always want to know right now.

His patience is greater than mine.  Impatience stresses me.  He tells me to calm down and wait.  Sometimes I don't want to.  He can't talk to me when I get stressed, because I'm not listening.  So, how do I deal with stress?  Eventually, I'll listen.  But it's what happens to me until I do.  

I'm not selling religion or Spirituality.  I'm not an evangelist for pipe smoking.  One might say this blog is like a daily journal that I'm sharing with at least a few.  I'm really not that talkative.  I text with just a few.  This could be my sharing as I walk my path, because it IS different.  But I ask no one to go on this path.  It's more like a walk in the woods.  Maybe the trees look the same, but every rounding of every turn is different.  

I'm now looking forward to leaving for NY on Saturday.  For a long time I wasn't.  I was too comfortable.  But I'll be comfortable in NY now.  And THAT is my point this morning.  I'll sit on the deck surrounded by woods in cooler weather.  But you'll still be getting my links daily.  Nothing changes including myself.  I'll take a few pipes and I'll be able to watch the deer and other creatures of the woods.  So, this is my commentary this morning as I smoke my Dunhill pipe with some Old Professor.  I'll be drinking coffee there as I am this morning.  My coffee this morning is Ethiopian Guji coffee.  I'll still text as I have been.  Nothing will change.  So, today is another step of my journey in life.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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