Proud Of You

Maybe you are like me.  Maybe you feel you do more stumbling and falling than rising and walking. Maybe you have developed the ability to block out the thought that you feel stagnant- that you are moving, but not getting anywhere.  Perhaps the war you are engaged in isn't a fight against other people, but maybe you wish it was.  Maybe you want to do battle in the physical realm, and not the spiritual or intellectual.  Physical struggle can be a great reliever of mental, emotional, and spiritual angst.  Hence the allure of working out when stress is at a high level.  Imagine being locked up in your own pain-laced thought processes for months at a time.  A thought, an act, or the wrong medication, or a lack of any medication, could have been the switch that set it all off, and now, knowing you're in real trouble, you don't know how to turn your soul-ship around and head back to calmer waters.  Maybe you doubt the existence of such healing waters.  It has been a very long time for you.  I know it has for me.  I fell into the ocean not knowing how to swim.  I have been led to isles to rest on every now and then.  Each isle has been a moment of sweetest grace, often brought about by a random act of kindness, usually by a stranger.  I am grateful for, and need, those acts.  They have tended to be the best mortal moments of my life.  But mainly it has been an endless endeavor to stay afloat, and I still don't have a good grasp on the skill of swimming.  I'm not quitting. But I am tired.  I was tired far sooner in life than I should have been.  That is surely true of more of God's earthly children than I know.  I've seen more wear and tear in the eyes of some children than in the eyes of some adults.  It is heart-wrenching.  Whatever turbulent waters I have been through, there are others swimming in seas just as turbulent and treacherous.  My brothers and sisters are swimming and struggling and not giving up, all across this ocean named "Mortal Life".  I am proud of them.  I am proud of you.  Keep it up.

Adam Scott Campbell

Letter To Reader

Dearest Reader

There are times wherein I don't feel like blogging another post.  It has been two weeks since my last.  I want you to know that I want to share my thoughts and feelings with you and with whomever else finds their way to this blog.  I want what I write to be of benefit to you.  I am in the process of publishing my poetry book, something I have dreamed of for some years.  I have a twofold purpose in this message: To let you know where things stand, and to do something to hold myself more accountable.  If you want to help in this endeavor, please send your positive thoughts/prayers/beliefs in as close to my direction as you can stomach.  To you dear Reader, my spirit-sibling, thank you for reading and thank you for your help.

Adam Scott Campbell