As time passes it becomes clear that I am seeing the world as spirit. The “me” looking out through my eyes has changed.
For many years, I invested myself in a world that didn’t seem like spirit at all. I tried to fit into the world, to make my way, to find love and love others, to be a good partner, a caring dad, to learn the workings of the world and help where I could. Those intentions were fine. I cherished them.
But the insecurity of falling short over and over was unbearable. And we cannot help but fall short.
The insecurity brought dread and self-loathing. I tried to sooth those painful feelings with alcohol. It worked for a while, but alcohol only works for a while. Then it quits working. After that, it produces its own dread and self-loathing.
I tried to wrestle peace out of the darkness…
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