Stagnation and It's End

I have been silent.

I have been away.

I have been lazy.

I have been stagnant.

I think in this last statement that all of the rest, and a host of others, can adequately be summed up. I have been stagnant, I have been unmoving, I have been here and only here, even when I was somewhere else.

"The feet of the wanderer are like the flower, his soul growing and reaping the fruit; 

and all his sins are destroyed by his fatigues in wandering. Therefore wander."

Aitareya Brahmana

I came across that most true and beautiful quote in the book The Sacred Journey by Charles Foster. If you followed any of my posts from On the Way to the Way you should recognize that book, because it is a book on the spiritual discipline of Pilgrimage. And I have been anything but pilgriming recently. I haven't been traveling, even when I haven't been home. I haven't been entering into new worlds, even when I watched movies or glanced at books. I have been stagnant.

Stagnation is tiring.

Stagnation is debilitating.

Stagnation turns things of wonder into things of disgust.

Stagnation turns life giving water into foul smelling waste.

Stagnation robs you of opportunities and deep thoughts and dreams.

Stagnation has had its time, and its time is now up.

Here I draw my line in the sand. Here I plant my flag. Here I say this far and no farther. Here I make a turn. Here I start a trip, of the mind, of the soul, of the feet.

So, here I am, and I am back.

I'll be seeing you soon.

Peace and Love,

Pastor K