Wednesday Evening/ Half Way Home
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It’s midweek boys and girls. And here we are still pursuing our dreams! I hope. Some of us are just trying to survive and that’s not nearly as much fun. My heartfelt condolences to those of us who are doing that.
I used to do that back in the late 1970′2 and early 80’s. I was in my late 20’s and early 30’s back then. Can you remember a time in your life that was particularly difficult? Did you ever just look around at people passing and ENVY *ALL* of them?
You just knew that they all had a much better life than you did.
I used to do that in some of my weaker moments. And then I used to meditate during other times. I remember meditating one time for about three hours. And after about that length of time I suddenly realized I wasn’t breathing anymore. I was in some kind of pure energy state. It was a pretty amazing experience. I was engulfed in blissful happiness. And then, of course, I started breathing again. The realization brought me back to earth. But it was meditation that helped me make some good decisions and survive those times. I also managed to care for two small children who are now happy and fully functional adults. We will be going up to see my daughter in October.
She lives in Leesburg, Virginia. For those of you who don’t know Virginia Leesburg is a wealthy suburb of Washington DC. When my precious daughter was a little girl she had psoriasis that just took over her body. It got in her scalp. It was awful. I used to take her down to MCV to see this really cool doctor. He would make her laugh with his wide eyed stares. And then he would prescribe all these steroids and tar-based ointments.
And then we would go back to our humble little apartment and pray they would work.
But my daughter is a lovely grown woman now with three beautiful children and a wonderful husband who has an office overlooking the White House. And the coolest thing about him is that when he walks in the door after work around six pm he is laughing and ready to be with his wife and children.
Life is very funny sometimes. I hope I can learn to meditate again and maybe even stop breathing for awhile. I’m pretty sure that is the way to samadhi. Or heaven for those of us who are not familiar with that term.
I hope I can find the way back there before I die.
God really did take care of us during those times. And he still does even if I don’t try and visit with Him the way I used to do.
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What a heartfelt and very beautiful post. It’s a shining spontaneous burst from your heart. I love it. Very touching David. I love these knew posts there is so much more of you in them….like you poetry. I can’t encourage you enough.
Do you remember the poem you wrote about “going home”. And I said that we can experience that while we are HERE…that we don’t need to die to have that in our lives. We don’t have to die to have that in our lives. Well, that’s what this post speaks of.
“I’m pretty sure that is the way to samadhi. Or heaven for those of us who are not familiar with that term. I hope I can find the way back there before I die. ”
Such a precious and powerful sentiment. I believe you are on the right track by speaking from your heart like this. The heart always leads us home (or to heaven). I know from my own life that it’s completely possible. It can become a way of life…no matter what is happening in our lives. We can live each day in such sweet divine grace.
Dear David, you are already there.
Hugs to you my friend.
This post touched me deeply.
Robin
Thank you Robin. Funny but I was changing the part you quoted while you were quoting it. And I did it because I know how Christians can be disturbed by some of this and I’m not trying to disturb anyone. I would like to bring us all together if possible but at least not make things more difficult.
But I changed it back because it touched you deeply.
Oh David that touches me even more. I don’t see anything offensive here. You are allowed your own beliefs my good friend….more importantly your own expressions of self. What you have written is an absolutely precious and dear truth/desire. I was moved to tears by this post and your hope to find your “way back before you die”. Anyone who can’t see the beauty here, the sincerity of a man’s souls is blind. They have missed the point, which is the gift of hope and love that you share simply by telling us your dream, your deepest desire. If anyone is offended or caught up in religion they have chosen concept and theory over love and understanding. This isn’t about stating a religion this about you sharing your soul. Thank you for doing so because it makes my life more real. The more you go out on that limb David the more real you become to those of us who also seek to find and share truth without judgment. You are more than okay. Your heart is in the right place….that’s all that matters.
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