Yesterday my best friend and I took my new Sig out for some practice and training. She has little experience so this was more about getting her comfortable with it and making sure we correct any bad habits. I haven’t fired a weapon in so many years, I know I need it too. So we weren’t focused on hitting a target as much as we were on just getting comfortable. We will be doing this on a regular basis from here on out.
There’s something to be said about how you connect with Spirit, though I’m quite sure I have no idea what. In all honesty, I am not even sure how I connect, though I know I do. I have moments when I cannot distinguish the physical world from the world of Spirit. In those moments, everything makes perfect sense. Every bit of how messed up our world is, every bit of visceral anger, every ounce of hate; they all make sense when I am floating in the realm of true existence. Yet, when I re-enter the physical world, every bit of calm serenity falls away and I am left with an immense feeling of dread. I know it’ll all work out the way it is intended, and I know the end result will be a better world for us all. Yet, I can’t help the sinking feeling I get when some new headline reveals more corruption, deceit and lies. I am not a Pollyanna, for I understand the corrupt nature of Man. However, it begs me to ask, why? Why are we so Hell bent on control? Why are we so focused on ...
