Oh look, a little patch of blue sky, a hopeful sign. We could use a little dry out in between the rains. Well, they have all been light rains, showers really. Don’t want to scare anyone away.
I am having a conversation with Karen of Cambridge our Caminoheads England Bureau Chief. We are talking of the importance of inspiration in our ability to keep going on our cancer camino. Spell check doesn’t like an “s” on the end of camino to make it plural. And maybe that is better that way, yes? Maybe we share this camino although we have never met in person.
And I realize that in my case the importance of myths and quests in my daily going forward that serve to organize my life for me. They organize the chaos of cancer and other things. They simplify and streamline the jungle of it to let me pass through on my way. I realize that I am not using earthly logic here with this method of navigation. Somehow I have been able to be maneuver outside of the standard thinking and that has given me some sort of advantage in this journey.
There is a “for instance” here that I would like to mention because it is screaming at me presently. When we read the Beatitudes or the Sermon on the Mount in the book of Matthew we quickly run into the difference between earthly logic and heavenly logic. All our standard knowledge and thinking don’t seem to fit there anywhere. We are forced to start questioning our normal ways of thinking about things. Standard doesn’t work anymore.
And I am not saying that my view of my situation is somehow heavenly logic but it certainly is influenced by it. Or at least I was able to break with standard thinking by understanding that there are possibilities of other ways. Just sort of babbling here. All of a sudden I am self-conscious. Anyway I got that out for the world.
Looking forward in a few moments of getting some time in the corn. Weed control is the name of the game presently. One hour spent here now will be worth ten down the road.
OK, have to leave you, things call. Off we go loves, Felipé.