I'm just feeling scatter-shot today. I'm reading the Gita, and I'm loving what I'm reading. Yet, it is so identical to the Sermon and to every other spiritual discipline that I'm familiar with, know and love, that I wonder why I feel the need to read it. I can read all these things till my face falls off, but until I'm living it as I breathe, it's just so many words.
I accept that I'm living it to the best of my ability, but I feel like I'm hearing Hank Williams's lonesome whippoorwill calling me...for more.
I need more to go deeper to a higher level. I know not how.
Thank you.
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