Woven into them.

Daily writing prompt
What’s a lesson you’ve learned recently that shifted your perspective?

This cannot be reconciled to a singular event.

It just can’t.

Al says that “perspective generally refers to an individual’s point of view or the mental framework through which they interpret the world, situations, and other people.” I then asked him to better explain interpret, and just like that, he said: “to interpret means to explain, translate, or make sense of something by applying personal context, special knowledge, or creative judgment.”

So essentially, either way I look at it, there is an element of control on my part in just how I choose to perceive or interpret something, an event. My context. “Special” knowledge I possess. An creative judgement? From the man who routinely has lacked any speck of just judgement, let alone the creative variety whatsover?

That means I somehow control the event. At least in terms of my perception and interpretation. Whether I needed to or not, conforming things to my will may not end up well for the home team. To that I can whole heartedly affirm with an array of “missteps” spanning decades.

Born of my perspective and interpretation.

“Creative judgement”?

So shifted I did.

Needed to double clutch this one.

If I can reduce the will on my end, then I can more fully open myself to following another source. If I can be right here and accept what goes on around me right now, then there is no need in enhancing or changing perspective. The need for a replay or two to better understand?

Byeeeeeeee!

There will then be no need for interpretation. No contextual concerns. A special knowledge will emerge, but now from being taught something for the first time. Creative judgement will take a hike, since what is there is now finally seen as what it is.

Truth.

Things no longer have to be woven into my ego and made into something altogether different.

Things will just be.

So I can be.

Woven into them.

And sleep.

Daily writing prompt
What do you do to improve your sleep?

Mr. Emerson said it best:

“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”

We only have this one.

There is nothing to be done to what has happened. We cannot foretell the next hour let alone twenty three more.

He is spot on.

Do not sleep on any of these.

Just let go of the nonsense.

And sleep.

Because He misses me.

“For most of my life I have struggled to find God, to know God, to love God. I have tried hard to follow the guidelines of the spiritual life—pray always, work for others, read the Scriptures—and to avoid the many temptations to dissipate myself. I have failed many times but always tried again, even when I was close to despair.

Now I wonder whether I have sufficiently realized that during all this time God has been trying to find me, to know me, and to love me. The question is not “How am I to find God?” but “How am I to let myself be found by him?” The question is not “How am I to know God?” but “How am I to let myself be known by God?” And, finally, the question is not “How am I to love God?” but “How am I to let myself be loved by God?” God is looking into the distance for me, trying to find me, and longing to bring me home.”

― Henri J.M. Nouwen

I will admit I have struggled to find Him. But then again, just finding me was trouble enough. Yet, as my efforts at self discovery have helped reconcile the latter, it has also become less of a struggle in the former.

Mr. Nouwen articulates the truth perfectly.

I can make it all about anything, everything and even nothing that simply has no bearing in finding Him. But at some point, I just need to get over myself and accept two simple facts.

He simply wants a relationship with me.

I am worth it.

And, bring me home.

Because He misses me.

20,000.

Daily writing prompt
Hit 5,000 steps today and drop your achievement here — we’re cheering you on!

…so is this the 5000 steps my brain takes to figure out how to respond to the prompt? Or the 5000 times three I will be taking today coaching my buddy at the hardware store.

I am no mathematician, but that could be a large total.

If I walk at the bluff later, even more.

Let’s keep it simple.

20,000.