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A Parable: Waking Up

Get out of bed. Make your coffee. Smell your favorite candle. Feel the breeze outside and the bird's song. Enjoy this very moment. It's quite hard to do. Trust me. I try all the time to get this sorted out. For some reason, I'm quite terrible at the small things. Have you ever been to … Continue reading A Parable: Waking Up

A Parable: The Kingdom of Heaven

Wake up and smell the roses. It's the only thing in life that seems to be wholesome. The gentle moment of seeing a shooting star or the moment of hearing the rain. It all means something quite spectacular. The breeze. The Sun. The Rain. The Clouds. The Snow. The Storms. Everything. All one. I never … Continue reading A Parable: The Kingdom of Heaven

A Parable: As The Leaves Fall

There's something about the changing of seasons. The skin sheds from the serpent's back and the foxes change into their new coats. Some seasons feel cold and like the night lasts forever. The stars are covered by clouds and all we have is the pollution to breath in. Inhale. Exhale. The summers are hell and … Continue reading A Parable: As The Leaves Fall

A Poem: The Great Departure

At one time, I was full of what I thought was hope. I beat myself up with this hope as if I was going to change for anything better. I swallowed down the words of others to fuel my ego as I sought to be "humble", but my pride wouldn't die. There was a flame … Continue reading A Poem: The Great Departure

Dear Church

Dear church, Thank you for showing me how messed up I was. I wouldn't have realized that you messed me up if your doctrine didn't tell me I was. Thank you for showing me that I can achieve anything if I die to myself. The more I die to myself, the more I'm not accepted … Continue reading Dear Church

A Poem: Waves

Here I am, being as an ocean. I am complete in all. I am the birth of life and the destruction of a storm. I am the blue sky and the water that nourishes you. You are in me and I am in you. There is nothing that can separate. The wind moves with me … Continue reading A Poem: Waves

I don’t call myself “Christian”.

If you've been following me for some time, you know that I've changed a lot. I've had many ups and downs in my journey since I've started The Spiritual Dilemma, but everything has been worth it. Every mistake, adventure, and curious thought has shaped me into the person that I am today. If you're new … Continue reading I don’t call myself “Christian”.