In the Midst...
08/15/2011
The Nancy and I are sitting in the rockers on the front porch at The Farm in the “midst” of a thunder shower. The gray sky occasionally emits a flash of lightning followed by a distant clap of thunder. There is a discernible harmony in the falling rain, it is very soothing. It smells good out here, refreshing. As I sit here I cannot help but reflect on how very lucky I am to live here, in this house, in this state, with this woman.
It wasn’t too very long ago I would not have said this, but oh how I thank the Universal Presence some of us refer to as God for this house, in this place, in this state, and this woman. I am truly blessed.
Now I know my precious, youngest daughter will not understand or get this idea of the Universal Presence some of us refer to as God. As I said, it wasn’t that long ago I would have denied any such thing as God, but there comes a time when even the most hardened of us have to realize we are a part of the Universal Presence. I think Neale Donald Walsch explained it best for me in “Conversations with God.” It’s a must read, as far as I am concerned.
As I sit here in this state of euphoria, most excellently termed “The Best Day Ever,” I have to wonder exactly how much of this I created for me. You say, “What?” Okay, I think this can be best explained this way. About a thousand years ago when I was eight or nine I can remember going on a vacation a trip from Baltimore to Marshallberg, North Carolina. As I sat with my arm extended out the window of my dad’s 1953 Plymouth station wagon, feeling rushing August air slip over and under hand. As I stared out at the fields of corn rushing by I remember thinking the world around me and all that I saw was there just for me, something I created, a world that existed only as far as I could see. I was the center of the universe (perhaps I still am). Weird? Well, maybe!
I am not a bright guy. I was a poor student (equates to lazy) and a college dropout, and, as previously stated, the consummate underachiever. In 1983, having bummed around and muddled through nearly thirty-nine years of life, I woke up. I created for me a good job with a great company. One that would allow me to reach a six-figure income, far more than I ever should reached given my formative years as a lazy ass. The operative word here is “created.” I created this life for me. In fact, I have always lived the life I created for me; I just didn’t take ownership of it.
You may have heard of the “Law of Attraction.” It is nothing more than using your God-given talent to create what you want. There are millions of books on the shelves telling you all kinds of ways to achieve what you want, to become who you want to be. The simple fact is this; it is within each of us to get what we want when we want it. The Nancy calls it “living in abundance.” And she and I damn sure do.
And that is all I have to say about that…