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“Here are gathered 200 people coming from all walks of life. Most of us have embarked upon our respective spiritual journeys. We feel some camaraderie here in this 2-day workshop, some level of ‘community,’ if only for this weekend. But when we leave here, what are the communities to which we return and where we find like-minded spiritual seekers?”
…I chose to write about a discernment process Pat and I are in regarding finding a local spiritual community near our home in Milford.
So my question in all of this becomes not what keeps me from pursuing my bliss but rather what stops me from truly enjoying and appreciating the bliss that I have, unconventional though it is?
… on some level this cherishing you does feel risky to me, fearing that my cherishing will not be received …
And later when we look back we realize that the “cure” to our “beautiful problem” not only occurred but that our “healing” of this problem took us far beyond anything we could have imagined as a “cure.” The cure we sought was a little “c” cure. The cure we got was a big “C” Cure!
In this post I shall speak to …my emergence as a “Happy Monk.” This title … was feedback after looking at what I have been up to, the emergence from within me of what I call Devotional Version of the Pathwork Lectures.
The man who has sincerely accepted a religious scheme in which all the major problems of life are provided with solutions is likely to go through life without ever experiencing the direct impact of those problems.
Gary: I notice I sense no upside to connection. Pat: Let’s pause here. This is a huge insight!
We began our coffee time by acknowledging the possibility that neither of us values, truly values, our own sexuality. What!
I do not understand why I do not experience more loss, or why I do not grieve these major “losses” in my life. I did not even fully grieve my parents after their sudden death in 1972 when I was turning 30. Something feels off here, not fully human.