Will You Recognize Me?
Did I really need a pandemic to force me to look? At my world? At poverty? At inequalities? At my government? At my priorities? At my neighbors? At my spending? At my fragility? At my excuses? At my naiveté? At my strengths? At my weaknesses? At my truth? At my relationships? At myself Did I need to be forced to wear a mask in order to silence the voices, starting with my own? I have spent the majority of my adult life searching for myself, my meaning. I have spent thousands upon thousands of dollars on books and courses and degrees and certifications, all designed to bring me closer to my center, my light, my power. I even contemplated attending the seminary, not years ago with the aspirations of a young man, no quite recently, even after being crowned a husband and a father. Always with the idea of service in mind. When I complete this I will be able to help others. Wow, that one more certifica