“Only in my wholeness am I invincible.” That is a powerful teaching in one sentence. It is in the divided mind living in the world of opposites that I suffer as deeply as I do.

As an introvert I never enjoy doing anything in groups. Now in Act III of my life, all I have to do is say no, I don’t want to go. If I feel guilty about saying no, that means I am trying to think my way out of the mental jail I have sentenced myself to live in. The pardon is unnecessary; all I have to do is walk out a free and whole human being.

No one is taking notes or note of my introversion. Introverts understand it and extraverts never will. Perhaps those in the middle understand us half the time. Grin.

I need to cultivate my own daily joy; I should not wait for the proper time to feel it. It is self-curated. At the moment I feel joy in writing this. I enjoyed my breakfast, a chocolate chip pancake and a cup of double-spiced tea. I read the Sunday paper and took a hot shower. The rest of the day will unfold in slow motion as Sundays always seem to do.

Easter Sunday is a week from today. It is a holiday that requires no effort for a mother and son living alone. Rob will cycle if the weather permits and I will sit around enjoying the solitude.

In my wholeness I am in touch with inner and outer me. I don’t have to separate one from the other. I see that nature works on its own, confidently and even recklessly at times. My own nature functions in the same way. We should cherish the confidence that wholeness brings.

Jesus is man lifted up to God so that we can see God in ourselves. Everything is within us as we are lifted up to inherit our home in heaven. This home is right here and now. In it we find that the gospels are roadmaps back home.

Forget your online life today and simply see yourself being lived. It is possible that this is all that you need. I hope so.

Vicki Woodyard