In The Beginning

O'dyssey n. series of wanderings, long adventurous journey.

I want this to be a space where I can crystalize some of my thoughts, and gather my random musings, and perhaps creatively weave a cloth that has some semblance of order and beauty and usefulness to myself and others. Too often my journals in the past have mostly been a collection of spiritual quotes, and yet as much as there are no "original" thoughts, we all have our own fingerprint to leave behind as evidence of the Greater Intelligence that is our Source. I want this to be evidence that God is in fact "moving over the water" of my soul, and is indeed the One divine mystery in whom I live and breathe and have my Being.

This will also be a place to ask all those many questions. And perhaps answers will arrive in their own way. But I don't want this to be mere theory, overly intellectual, and just hot air. I want to wrestle with the practical stuff of life and to bring direction to these real feet that are on the ground and these hands that not only type words but cook, and shovel, and heal. This journey is about a life well lived or its not worth the wandering.