For the last four years I have been traveling through a desert spiritually and professionally. Out of these four years the last year and half I have found myself ushered into what has been the driest, darkest, and scariest part of this arid journey so far.
I have felt fear and anxiety like never before yet somehow as I have continued walking I have found myself embracing these feelings instead of fighting them. As I have done this I have began to discover that the desert is a place where we are supposed to find out how lonely we really are on the outside yet within we are not alone.
This is a place that has been designed to have no water on the outside so we can have a chance to discover the river we have within us that can refresh us and keep us like nothing that we find outside of us can. As we walk in this place we realize that all is actually alright. For here the urgent looses its sting as we recenter our beings and find The Important within us. Here in this space we finally begin to understand that God is found neither in deism nor pantheism but instead somewhere in between those two extremes as he is fully within us but he is also fully outside of us. Here is the place where we finally see, if we allow it to happen, that all that is unnecessary and urgent will fall off and in its place something greater, more real, and true will emerge from within.
Jesus called this place the Kingdom of Heaven. I am learning to call it my home.
-pablo-
Photo by Moyann Brenn
