Someone was talking about "old ideas" that you thought were gone from you life. You got "fixed." Well my old ideas remind me of weeds and crab grass. You pull them up, and things, me, look good...for a while. Then it seems they come back again. And I don't look or act so good. The garden of my soul, or lawn, if you will, is always in recovery. I need to work at the roots of my weedy thoughts and behaviors. A spiritual path is one way to see the roots of problems coming up before I act them out. I seed my garden with readings, prayer, service, unity with others, but the old ideas wait for me to look away in complacency. Insidious.
Friday, April 28, 2023
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