Just a thought from my many years of experience, mine and those I have accompanied. Were Augustine’s “fruitless years outside himself” actually fruitless? Another quote from Augustine’s writings would contradict this when he says: there are three kinds of present: the present of the present moment( my life as it is now), the present of the past( memory recall where healing and savoring are in the present of the present) and the present of the future ( my fears, my hope, my dreams, goals, not yet). Did not Augustine go from many words, to few words and from few words to one word and from one word into silence? Now in my own life, my dreaming time of my real life, the Indwelling Spirit is washing up on the shores of my awareness, the shadow lingering’s from the deep roots of my egoic happiness program begun now ever so long ago. Waking this morning as each element after another popped up (was revealed )from my dream time, I prayed the Welcome Prayer as I kept embracing this moment as it is. Now six hours into the awake time of my life, I feel freed. My mind is clear to welcome some difficult decisions that have to be made. I accept only what is my part in a corporate decision as I let go of the not yet.
