And what might happen if we tried something new I have one of those friends I’ve never met. His name is Harry. I love Harry because he can see me, because he shares his wisdom w/ a dash of humor that is sometimes peppery. He makes me laugh *just* when I need it. His response to this post On Being All Grow’d up and Afraid of the dark was ‘self-compassion’. He’s absolutely right. But we have this thing, this stupid human trick, that we’ve relied upon for a long, long time.
There are those who think of me as ‘merely’ naive when it comes to things of spirit. Here, I ask they consider their own limitation of expression that appears bound by others’ ideas & ideals. The string of logic posed by quite a few is that I’ve not studied spiritualism, metaphysics, any aspect of any religion, and not living/speaking/healing/BE-ing within the bounds of someone else’s playbook. I’ve not sought out sages or saddhus, not read from mystics and mages, not wors