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Hello friends. I have not been here for a while. I stopped by to let you know how things are going and where I am.
I am currently in the dark night of the soul, described so aptly by St. John of the Cross.
My closest spiritual companion, to whom I have been married for 17 years, and who has borne me two children, has turned upon me. I have been accused of things both vile and untrue. The love and intimacy that we shared has been replaced with coldness and hatred. My heart is grievously wounded. My ego is in tatters. I face a battle that can not be won with guns or knives.
The martial arts that I have studied, and the weapons I have collected, are now being used to vilify me. My special khukuris have been boxed and sent far away to a safe place. My guns and other knives have been sold, and the money given to my beloved enemy. I stand naked before the Lord, ready to do battle.
Bill says that perhaps the karma between my wife and myself is close to done. I suspect my wise friend is right, but I also suspect I have at least a few painful lessons to learn yet before our ways part. I gird myself for a battle now, not to win her back, but to destroy the impurities lying scattered amongst the shards of my shattered self.
Little work has been done on the FAQ in recent weeks, and it will probably lie to the side of my life for the immediate future. Some day, perhaps, I can return to it with a deeper wisdom. For now, I must wander through the dark night.
Wish me luck, my friends.
Namaste.
I am currently in the dark night of the soul, described so aptly by St. John of the Cross.
My closest spiritual companion, to whom I have been married for 17 years, and who has borne me two children, has turned upon me. I have been accused of things both vile and untrue. The love and intimacy that we shared has been replaced with coldness and hatred. My heart is grievously wounded. My ego is in tatters. I face a battle that can not be won with guns or knives.
The martial arts that I have studied, and the weapons I have collected, are now being used to vilify me. My special khukuris have been boxed and sent far away to a safe place. My guns and other knives have been sold, and the money given to my beloved enemy. I stand naked before the Lord, ready to do battle.
Bill says that perhaps the karma between my wife and myself is close to done. I suspect my wise friend is right, but I also suspect I have at least a few painful lessons to learn yet before our ways part. I gird myself for a battle now, not to win her back, but to destroy the impurities lying scattered amongst the shards of my shattered self.
Little work has been done on the FAQ in recent weeks, and it will probably lie to the side of my life for the immediate future. Some day, perhaps, I can return to it with a deeper wisdom. For now, I must wander through the dark night.
Wish me luck, my friends.
Namaste.