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I am worth it.

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What’s a mystery from your own life that you’ve never solved?
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A mystery.

Hmmmm. Let me see….

I don’t see any Poirotesque connections in this one. Plus, how in the heck does he make his moustache stand at attention like that. Good God. One booger search, sleeve sneeze or an asiago bagel piled with cream cheese and that stache would be histoire. I wonder if I could do something like that with my 4/0 eyebrows. Mon dieu, mais je m’éloigne du sujet….

At this stage in the game, it appears as though my personal search discernment party has found it self at a cross road. There are still acres to be trod and perseverance to be deployed, but sense is being made regarding this life mystery. Not that I know the answer. Just that I am getting better acquainted with the question.

For some reason, that still lay outside my grasp, I have allowed my value and worth to be determined inan open and albeit unconcerned market. To ensure “proper consideration” through out this external assessment process, I then add to the calamity by using “over” as the requisite prefix to every thought, word and deed I enjoin.

Over-functioning is how my counselor termed it. Figures, since it fits perfectly with all manner of functions. Like – thinking, – trying. – doing, – extending, – caring, -carrying, – attempting, – giving, and so on, ad nauseum. When unleashed into a field with no fences, this fuzzy little guy just wants to run all over, seeking a look, some attention, a semi-smile, heck, even a passing pat on the noggin. Should those affirmations be of short supply, then it had to be something I did or didn’t do that produced that level of inattention, disaffirmation and neglect.

So fill up the tank, get off your ass and get back to it Hahn.

Over, and over. And over.

And over.

And over.

The Hercule en moi is still pondering this one.

But by the grace of God, I at least have a starting point. That may take me to its origins. To “why?” Maybe. Or perhaps its take was to simply make me aware, so that I can just learn, appreciate the value of its lesson and begin to leave it. At the very least, I am now aware of its dissonance when it starts approaching me from a distance. I can gird them, remain in the moment and make some much healthier choices. Protect myself for once. And just let me be.

It took some time to unravel this mystery of my life. Still a few more layers to go. But I do know one thing with absolute clarity and certainty.

Pour une fois.

I am worth it.

Wait, is that a smile?

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What’s a moment you wish you could freeze and live in forever?
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First off, I have lived in the Midwest pretty much my entire existence, so there has been ample opportunity to freeze and live in forever. Don’t get me wrong, we get all four seasons, in no particular order, but shorts and a T to jeans and a down coat the next day is life in these parts.

That being said, I would drop the vernacular and replace “freeze” with something more temperate. Like the perpetual warmth that accompanies rapture. A being carried away by intense and loving sense of delight, joy, bliss and euphoria. (Sorry Syd, not you.)

Maybe this better captures my thoughts:

Awe.

‘Cause then I get to use a word I made up, allegedly, in some other tome; awe-full. To find yourself full of awe. Bet you never guessed any of this was going happen in this prompt. Funny where life takes you. Especially when this guy is driving the bus.

That being said, or rather all of this being said, I think I would be inclined to want to find myself in awe over and over again. At random. Not always or every time. Then it could become redundant. The same old, same old. That would deplete it of its lustre, lower the “what the…??!!!!” aspect of its sudden appearance and transform it from a gift of grace to an exercise of expectation. In short, it would be aweful.

So knowing and appreciating the centering, healing and resurrective essence of awe, perhaps I would ask that I could somehow became more open and aware of the circumstances that lend themselves to bringing it all about. Not that I need to make that happen or want to be the sole creator of those moments. I turned in my resignation for being in charge of everything a little while ago. A weird hybrid schedule.

But if I could somehow be better equipped as a human to nourish the circumstances leading up to it, and then witness its birth, then I would be one happy camper.

Living an awe-full life.

A wish come true.

Wait, is that a smile?

2.5

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What gives you direction in life?
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Surprise!!!

Back again on the quest for direction.

Being fully present at mass this morning, a parallel three-fer was spoken and are now one with the other shared in 2.0.

The way.

The truth.

The life.

Because I cannot, I need to be shown the way.

The truth is, He can, and will.

So I will let go and let Him give me life.

It’s only 9:03 AM CST and this is still ricocheting around my noggin. Looking forward to being all in this beautiful day and allowing any other epiphanies to wedge their way into this old stoic.

If nothing else, at least I have AFV on the radar.

But that is about as far as I want to look ahead these days.

Thanks for your patience and understanding.

You always seem willing to take one for the team.

2.5

2.0

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What gives you direction in life?
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Interesting question. I am not feeling real confident about fully addressing it in just one prompt. It might have to be a 2.0. You see, despite the length of my time here, direction is one thing Ithat I am still trying to figure out.

Of late, what seems to provide this stoic with some solid guidance is remaining in this moment. Being fully present.

In doing so, a couple of things occur. First, I no longer dwell on the past and all that entails. Not that I was really ensconced there. Just that any focus applied back there blurred those right in front of me. Then there is the looking too far ahead and trying to control what hasn’t even happened yet. That pretty much speaks to that version of total futility.

Remaining present is predicated on full intention, honest faith and genuine trust. A whole different amalgamation of thoughts, words and deeds, founded on a simplistic action. That of simply “letting go”.

And as I alluded to in a prior prompt, this thought someone shared with me, pretty much says it all about what helps give me direction.

I cannot.

He can.

So I will let Him.

Still a great deal to discern and reflect upon. Direction is not to be taken lightly. That being said, I will sleep on it. And if given tomorrow, perhaps I will be back to you with what He shared.

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