What's Life Got To Do With IT?

The funniest thing just happened.
I wrote the title of the blog, not really knowing what to say and then a finger pushed the wrong button, and it published without any text. hmmmm. so, i'm in edit mode.
As i was coming downstairs to write, i was thinking that maybe this on-line writing blog thing is a bit egotistical. hmmm. Well, maybe sort of. Now that i think about it, nothing is all-the-way anymore, in my perspective.
Lately, i've been angry at god/goddess/whatever. So much bullshit, mudslinging, pain, and suffering. What gives? That's the doorway to love?
I read a chapter heading yesterday for a book that was reviewed in one of the new-age rags in town. The title of the chapter had to do with Escorts to the Divine - the people who you fall in love with and then (you) break your heart and find the Beloved. Sounds a bit obtuse, but i understand the premise, and sometimes can see it in action. I've noticed people who have lost a partner/parent/sibling at funerals. I've seen them actually glowing.. . it's like they have a cocoon of light around them. At first i thought it might be shock, and maybe that's what shock looks like.
Seems like God's been around long enough nudge us toward another pathway. Maybe she does, and we are just too slow to get it. i can't really speak for everyone, so maybe i should say, i'm slow getting it.
This weekend is another adventure.
My friend, John, has invited me to his shamanic circle. He's an apprentice to Tom Lake, and i think it would be interesting to see what it's about. Plus, it feels good to be invited.
I have been going to my writing class - and am really enjoying it. Usually i journal in one of my journals, but tonight i thought i'd write here.
sweet dreams.