My church has been solitude and nature for the last 20 years. Nature has a lot to teach. Just the other day I watched a black cat stroll down the gravel lane. He stopped and chilled for few minutes, hopped and caught himself a nice breakfast. He was out looking for a meal, but he wasn’t worried if he’d find it. He just strolled until something caught his eye. He was mindful with purpose and then he was rewarded. We winter with the ladybugs, seriously, they are everywhere, every year, just after the first hard frost. All up in my shit but harmless. I take them off my counter top and toss them in my plants. The flocks of black birds are coming through and when they take off together, you can hear the power of the wind they generate.. It’s phenomenal and it’s all like clockwork. We are so consumed by our social and materialistic worlds, we forget to enjoy the world’s rhythms and appreciate the complexity of design as we turn around the Sun.
In the Void this week I talk about my religious upbringing and how my views have evolved over my life. Please feel free to share your stories with me. I’d love to hear others points of view and how they came about. Have a wonderful week!