I thought that I would put this on here because it was so inspiring to me. It just hit home in a number of ways.
As long as I keep running about asking: “Do you love me? Do you really love me?” I give all power to the voices of the world and put myself in bondage because the world is filled with “ifs.” The world says, “Yes, I love you if you are good-looking, intelligent, and wealthy. I love you if you have a good education, a good job, and good connections. I love you if you produce much, sell much and buy much.” These are endless “ifs” hidden in the world’s love. These “ifs” enslave me, since it is impossible to respond adequately to all of them. The world’s love is and always will be conditional. As long as I keep looking for my true self in the world of conditional love, I will remain “hooked” to the world – trying, failing, and trying again. It is a world that fosters addictions because what it offers cannon satisfy the deepest craving of my heart.
Grace and Peace
In the long trip on the plane I have come back not with the need of a huge amount of sleep, but it seems that I am in need of a great deal of work on the muscles. Yes, to beef them up, but more importantly, I am needing kinks worked out. I am just so sore after sitting on many planes and going from one terminal to the next. If you have ever seen the movie “Terminal” you will know what I mean….although he had to stay in the same one. That would have sucked! In any case, flying certainly takes a toll on the body. I would have never thought it could do such a thing. It is either this or I am just getting old.