Walking Through the New and the Old, the Blue and the Gold

So, I'm starting a blog. I figure I have enough thoughts that go through my head worth putting on paper (so to speak) to write them down. So here we are, and now you get to read them. :-) SO have fun with that.

I feel very much like one person who is moving forward in life, but stuck at the same time. Stuck not on the inside, but on the out. Everything about my spiritual life seems to be going full speed ahead. Yes, I'm human, I have my setbacks on a daily basis, but part of growing and maturing, is not letting our failures get the best of us, yes? Not relying on ourselves to bare all the burdens, to realize that Love is there for us, at every moment, of every day. But on the outside I feel very stuck, confined, and almost crushed. I know growing up is about gaining responsibility, and with that responsibility you gain so much freedom. But once you have the responsibility, you almost don't seem free anymore. That's where dying to yourself comes in.

I'm dying. Dying to me. Dying to what I want. Dying to what I would love to have, to what I might like to say. Dying to that in me which isn't really me at all. It's a shell. A mere husk that gives movement, motion, voice, and body to the spirit which is inside.

But as I keep reminding myself, and Love keeps pressing on me. It's just for this season of life. It too will pass, and I will get to reap of that which I have sown. But that's another story, for another time.

So I hope you have fun reading this, assuming that you do read it. Whoever you are. And know that in Love, we can find peace.