The Day I Met My Son

As the happy day approached, we went to a check-out early in the morning. All packed and ready, we drive to the hospital and our doctor tells us it’s happening. Fast forward we get to our room and…

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Day 436

A Tribe in Costume

When I was growing up, I was never one to belong to a clique, or group of kids. I tended to spend a lot of time alone. Maybe it was a function of growing up on the street where there weren’t a lot of other kids my age around. Or maybe I was just actually introverted kid being forced into an extroverted world. It doesn’t really matter it’s just how I was. It’s not that I wasn’t a joiner, it’s just that I spent a lot of time in my head.

As an adult it has been an interesting journey, the journey to “find my people“. I consider myself truly blessed, because along the way I have met some remarkable human beings, and made some amazing friends. Still, though, I search — wondering where that “place“ might be. I hate to sound cliché but that damn Glinda the good witch was right. Home is something we carry inside ourselves.

That’s all fine and good, but we still do need people in our lives. We are, after all, primates that live in groups. In the last week some fairly tectonic realizations have shifted through my core, courtesy of connecting with a truly magical bunch of humans.

In July 2017 I took a trip to the bay area with Truman. Well on that trip I had a deeply spiritual experience while meditating at Stinson Beach. I won’t go into the long version of the story for now, mostly because it’s late and I want to go to bed, but the short version is that the message that came to me through the meditation was that it was time at least almost time to come “home“. In the month after that I began working on some interesting projects that returned me to some work that is done years before, and connecting with some new friends.

I found myself keeping them at arms length, much as I was keeping the project at arms length as well. Doing a workshop this past week that arms length melted away and I found myself embracing and being embraced — both by the work and by the wonderful people in whose presence I was spending some time.

I was invited out to spend some time with these folks tonight, and I wasn’t going to go. I told myself I was tired. I told myself I needed sleep. But I went. And I’m glad I did.

If all of this sounds terribly oblique, that’s because it is. I will reveal more about what this is all about soon enough.

Today’s Gracious Gratitude. I am grateful for:

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