Not yet. No, I am not who I want to be. I still struggle with wanting what I do to matter more than who I am. But it really should be the other way around. After an enlightening conversation with two people near and dear to me, I was once again reminded that the twigs in other peoples' eyes pale in comparison to the log in my own eye. Somebody, please pull the log out of my eye before I take a whole whack of people out with it as I turn around in circles trying to discover what is blocking my view of things!
I met someone today who just adopted a little girl from Ethiopia. Cute as a button. His remark about his visit to Ethiopia was how happy everyone there seemed to be, even though they "had nothing". While vows of poverty are not the solution to a "happy life" (or maybe they are), I think that the lesson to be learned is that who we are is what lends us happiness not what we do or what we earn or what we acquire.
It is late, I'm tired and I have way too many thoughts in my head to process right now. My life remains far from 'normal'.
