Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Back to Basics

Well ok, I admit it. I confess. I have been out there seeking other spiritual nutrition besides Neale Donald Walsch. I finally got to meet the man in person and spent a little quality time with him over the weekend of July 24th/25th, and then I spent the rest of the summer off behind his back, hunting down other material, listening to other so-called Channelings, but you know what, it always comes back to Conversations with God.
Yesterday I had to go bring the WECCE book back to the library because it had become severely overdue, and didn't even belong to my local library branch, but was borrowed from another town. So, I go bring the book back, mostly unread, and pay the forty cent fine. I print off some forms that my bank needs in order to modify my mortgage, (I use the library or the career center's printers since I don't have one of my own), use the ladies room and start to head out. But something told me to see if they had any interesting audios or videos and wouldn't you know, coincidentally, I happened to notice CWG Book 3 on cassette, read by NDW, Ed Asner and Ellen Burstyn. I could hardly believe my luck! With the fall leaves starting to change, my two obligations out of the way for the day, and a growing Powerball jackpot (tickets can be purchased in NH but not in MA) I suddenly realized I was going on a road trip! Gorgeous sunny day, full tank of gas, something amazing to listen to for what I hoped would be hours, and I was on my way. Well just the sheer synchronicity of that entire library trip had tears pouring down my face by the time I got back in my car. And even though cassette 1 had not been properly rewound prior to being returned, I went ahead and jumped right in on side 2 knowing I had read all of this material before anyway and could most likely listen to it out of chronological order and still be ok.
Well the tears continued to flow as I listened and drove, and revelation after revelation kept sweeping over me like waves, to the point of needing to actually turn off the beloved material so I could ponder my own thoughts for a bit and follow them off on whatever tangential paths they were inspired to take.
I came home fully inspired to start spreading this material more aggressively than I already have, because now more than ever we need the answers that have so lovingly and generously been provided therein.