This is really effen profound. And HIGH-larious! The next day, my hubby pooped his pants. See, you left out part of the platitude. This was an isolated incident, thank goodness. He threw stuff in the washer, took another shower, wiped his ass and the toilet seat. He's doing fine now. Meanwhile, I'm meditating on the wisdom and timeliness of your words, dear friend.
Hi, I'm D, and I'm a Recovering Christian. I was raised Catholic, became a Born-again Charismatic, then a strict fundamentalist. The whole while, I was thinking there was something wrong with the religions in which I was participating; they didn't seem to follow the Jesus I read about, but felt determined to make me follow their particular list of do's and don't's, or else... you know. So I stopped attending church and started reading everything I could by Wayne W. Dyer and Louise Hay, and others and A Course in Miracles, and listening to people who had a positive message about who I am and how wonderful my life can be.
It's nice to know I don't have to follow another person's set of rules, and I can be (and, actually am solely) responsible for my own life and joy and peace. And that the Universe is on my side, always, because I am one with it. Aaah.
This is really effen profound.
ReplyDeleteAnd HIGH-larious!
The next day, my hubby pooped his pants. See, you left out part of the platitude. This was an isolated incident, thank goodness. He threw stuff in the washer, took another shower, wiped his ass and the toilet seat. He's doing fine now.
Meanwhile, I'm meditating on the wisdom and timeliness of your words, dear friend.
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ReplyDeletethat is too funny. i won't tell that you told. but, yes, very timely. lol
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