Love how this hike led me to a cool oasis…I was there. No guru. No method. No teacher. This is where I landed. I also relate to this as a writer. I made the rounds, attended workshops, conferences, readings, etc. etc. I’m done listening. But I’m in a different place - trusting myself and my own voice. I think that applies on the spiritual side as well.
This is so beautifully written I don’t really have words for how it’s touched me. I will return to it. I am witnessing your evolution as well as mine. This indwelling Christ this indwelling wisdom, the kind of inner connection that finally fills you up. No more seeking just a knowing. A knowing that words don’t work to truly describe 💞✨
Gorgeous, Brad. What a transformational hike that must have been.
I've never considered myself a spiritual person, but since I got sick, I've found myself wanting to believe that there's more to this life. Like you, I find peace and connection in nature.
Thank you for this comment, Vivian. I hear you about your journey after your sickness. The old sages believed that our suffering is what opens us. And maybe they’re right. My faith grew after my years of suffering with depression and shutdown with medication. When I came out of that. I gradually became convinced there is more than we understand. It’s good to be connected here. Wishing you the very best.
I’m there now. I’ve lost touch a bit of my soul, and it needs nourishing. A little dry inside. But I’m listening for the water, even a whisper of flow, and I know it’s there. Thank you for this. I needed it.
Love your title—one of my all time favorite Van Morrison songs. It had a transcendent effect when I first heard it way back then and moves me just as powerfully to this day. Thanks for sharing this beautiful piece.
Love how this hike led me to a cool oasis…I was there. No guru. No method. No teacher. This is where I landed. I also relate to this as a writer. I made the rounds, attended workshops, conferences, readings, etc. etc. I’m done listening. But I’m in a different place - trusting myself and my own voice. I think that applies on the spiritual side as well.
Great to hear from you. And you and your newsletter continue to inspire me.
❤️🔥Love seeing your trajectory!
This is so beautifully written I don’t really have words for how it’s touched me. I will return to it. I am witnessing your evolution as well as mine. This indwelling Christ this indwelling wisdom, the kind of inner connection that finally fills you up. No more seeking just a knowing. A knowing that words don’t work to truly describe 💞✨
♥️Thank you, Regan. I’m
Loving watching you evolve and grow, as well. And I’m inspired by your words, videos, and journey. ❤️♥️🙏
Gorgeous, Brad. What a transformational hike that must have been.
I've never considered myself a spiritual person, but since I got sick, I've found myself wanting to believe that there's more to this life. Like you, I find peace and connection in nature.
Thank you for this comment, Vivian. I hear you about your journey after your sickness. The old sages believed that our suffering is what opens us. And maybe they’re right. My faith grew after my years of suffering with depression and shutdown with medication. When I came out of that. I gradually became convinced there is more than we understand. It’s good to be connected here. Wishing you the very best.
I’m so happy to be connected here! I’m loving reading your work!
Great story! And Van Morrison often accompanies me on my travels so I get it!
I’m there now. I’ve lost touch a bit of my soul, and it needs nourishing. A little dry inside. But I’m listening for the water, even a whisper of flow, and I know it’s there. Thank you for this. I needed it.
Van Morrison speaks to my heart, always, son of Ireland and soul keeper
Love your title—one of my all time favorite Van Morrison songs. It had a transcendent effect when I first heard it way back then and moves me just as powerfully to this day. Thanks for sharing this beautiful piece.