my daily reflections…

this mornins daily functions as an exactin reminder that my Spiritual Awareness is neither ornamental nor optional but the very condition upon which my inner equilibrium depends, for it directs me back toward a reliance on my HP that transcends the oscillations of fear, doubt, or emotional disarray. i am called to believe more deeply, to hold my face up to the light even though for the moment i do not see, trustin that illumination emerges not through coercion but through surrender. when i revisit the long arc of my history, from the chaotic bravado of the days of doin my dirt to the subtler self-will that surfaced in this thing we do, i recognize how insistin on my own solutions generated the anxieties, hesitations, and suspicions that polluted my interior life. yet each moment of capitulation, when i finally relinquished my tortured grip and allowed my HP to redirect my steps, affirmed the transformative power inherent in genuine spiritual submission. He can, i cant. 1 day @ a time…