Warfare, Home and the Journey
“Life is warfare and a journey far from home.” ~Marcus Aurelius.
“Life is warfare and a journey far from home.” ~Marcus Aurelius.
Is what I feel in my gut or in my head? How can a mere man tell the difference?
It was not a graceful fall. Nor was it painless. But, as most of my falls have been, it was a fall in the right direction.
There has always been a benefit for me in both recognizing and learning from the those big moves. The largest benefit, however, has come from making them.
But no person alive has ever become the strongest swimmer they can be from the security of a lifeboat…
What this weekend represents is a wonderful opportunity to learn, to love, and to sharpen this warrior’s Wisdom Sword.
But I can’t. I’ve lived in the shallow end of pools both big and small. I’ve tried to create nothing out of something, seeing wonders I’d pretend were ordinary.
“When an angel lives among us, let us rise to the occasion and pray we are enough to be an angel in return.”
My gut and heart are pulling me to where the Sun rises, while my logical mind and intellect are keeping me where the Sun sets.