It is February, 2010, and I'm snowbound for a day or so in the middle of a small blizzard. Not a ba-a-ad blizzard, just one of those winter storms where, if I drive, I'll lose any sense of serenity I have. Ice under the snow, you know.
This is the time of year I go deep, so to speak, meaning, I look at my life and what I'm doing and seek a deeper spirituality, a deeper Meaning.
This has been my practice for many years now, enforced back in 1981 by the need to look at how I lived in response to the family I came from, and what was happening to the family I had created. It's been a long, slow, process, painful at times, other times quite freeing. I've been "peeling the onion" of numerous layers and still haven't quite gotten to the core. Will I ever? I don't know…
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