It Would Be Too Easy
It would be far too easy in this day and age to write about anything political, but I’ll avoid doing that. I seem to be at my best writing about the Spiritual, but this time of year, a week from Thanksgiving, I can be reflective about the Season, but I can only say so much finding humor every year in a red Speedo. But it’s more than all that. I’m not paying much attention to the goings on in this world.
My wife says I’m obsessed about things from above. I think I am. And maybe I need to apologize for this. But my experience with the Divine is what defines me. I can’t help this. It is who I am. Like football, I need my distractions, which I find about Christmas with Santa, reindeer, and a red Speedo. I find lounging on a beach with my pipe a distraction. Otherwise, my thoughts take me heavenward. There is nothing inherently wrong with this, but I DO need my distractions, or I get lost in thought that removes me from the world.
This is where I live. But as a Spiritual person, I can build castles and live in them. While they are Spiritual in nature I’m needed in this world and need things to keep me here. I actually have plenty to keep me grounded. My pipes are a hobby and not a lifestyle as I don’t smoke them just anywhere. I try to avoid living in Spiritual castles. I think of them as a place to visit and not a place to live. But I have more than a foot in heaven.
And if I feared death I would be a different person. I fear pain as I’ve had my share of it. If I feared pain would kill me I’d have a different kind of fear. But there are things of this world that don’t cause me to fear. Now that my Angels are no longer a secret, I no longer fear what people think. Some will believe me and some won’t, but I feared unbelief the most.
Now that I have those who believe I focus on them and pay no attention to unbelievers. I represent the Divine in all I do and say knowing I’m not perfect. My Angels didn’t perfect me, but just made me better. If they were something else, I simply wouldn’t be here. My pipes help keep me grounded but they are still a part of my Spirituality. Today it is my “haunted” Gettysburg pipe with Dark Cherry tobacco. My coffee this morning is Stumptown Holler Mountain coffee. Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.
Dave
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