The first thing I journaled this morning was, I'm feeling fuzzy headed...that's what it is and has been for a while now.
I sat with that until I got: It's in the air...it's noticeable...it's kind of the feeling of something ain't right, or 'something wicked this way comes.'
Consciously, I give over, give up, give in...I resist not and get a sense of peace from a sentence in my first reading, ...remember that we are not separate from nature.
Ah, the wild weather we have been experiencing all across the land...floods, fires, freakish winds, driving rain, and cold, frigid cold, air. Our goal, lest we forget, is to still our negative responses with our prayer, thank You.
Not to let denial do our thinking for us, in truth, the right-here-at-home, domestic political situation is the mental culprit we're allowing occasional entry. Uh-oh...fear on the hoof, no matter how "occasional," is fear on the hoof.
I am reminded that nothing turns me to God faster than fear, and words of peace flow: We do not resist our thoughts, we let them exist with neither fear nor favor...our mind, calmed, is of God and our first priority.
Thank you.
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