Recently heard on a Hawaiian online station: “Today is Play Your Ukulele Day… change the world 4 strings at a time!” Do we even think about changing the world or are we apathetic? Are we merely taking up space?
“When questioned about his previous statement he replied, ‘I didn’t lie. I mis-spoke.” Do we play games in order to not own-up to our responsibility? In what ways are we dishonest… with others, with reality, with ourselves?
A friend called up one day and mentioned that he had placed the monastery in his will. The more he thought about giving the money from his cold, dead hands made him change his mind and he decided to come and give it now. Are there people you love that you haven’t spoken to in a while? How about giving them the gift of hearing your voice saying, “I’m sorry”? If you intend on leaving a gift for someone in your will why not do it now and give it from warm hands?
When you lose touch with your inner life you lose touch with your outer world!
The Prodigal Son is very much us! We need to leave home in order to discover what home means to us. We need to humbly return to someone in order to experience the happiness of a relationship being restored!
We find living with Mystery in our lives on its own terms intolerable! We espouse “incontrovertible” dogma while Mystery stays silent, smiling at our ignorance! Mystery is undeniably difficult to grasp. Like fog it slips through our fingers when we try to get hold of it!
Wholeness or one’s sense of self doesn’t happen in an instant. It is the accumulation of experiences occurring over the course of our life’s pilgrimage.