Blinding flash of the obvious: I trust me.
For so long now my focus and my energy have been aimed toward trusting God. Yet, all along, my assuring God I trust you has had a feeling of whistling in the dark.
I must admit that I was surprised...stunned? gobsmacked?...to have the words I trust me thrust into my consciousness this morning. I step out in hope without a preconceived "how to" as my goal.
Clearly, the BFO is the gift, proving it is our work after the fact. Getting the quiet word may be the first nail in the ladder we are building...we dig deeper to climb higher.
As I went into my quiet time, my homing-pigeon thoughts returned to my most recent less-than-wonderful; namely, my teeth implants...enough said. But that thought led to how like my cataract surgery this recent implant tangle has been, and, holy-moly, same goes with my hearing aids...all taking place within the past year.
As I stilled myself, a strong feeling came to me that the destruction of our planet is being caused by the thinking of such as the January 6-ers and the betrayers of Ukraine and me with my cataract/hearing aid/teeth discord.
Today, I choose to take this as my proof that the consciousness of the Universe is broken...and fixable...by every soul, each in our own time.
Best we turn our thoughts, our service, toward a spiritual consciousness, a consciousness not of self but of Self. We need one honest (God-conscious) person, or, Diogenes, wherefore art thou? According to me, our leaning there, our seeking that, counts.
Then there's my take on Fr Richard Rohr's "Daily Meditation" today: The aim is to induce personal and societal transformation in making choices that respect [our planet] as sacrament. -- John Chryssavgis,
Thank you.
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