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Steve McCauley - 1962-2006
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Thinking About, Direction

Mine has taken many turns. The road hasn't always been easy, nor has it been as difficult as it has been for others. I've had my share of hills and valleys, with peaceful lanes and bumpy side roads. I haven't always gone in the right direction, and detours have been frequent.

Most of the time I've had someone share the road with me, helping me along the way. Parents, husband, and children traveled with me. Now I take the highway alone. No one
to lean on, and no one to divert me from my direction.

What direction is that? I'm not sure. Recently I made a major change and moved to a new area. I've re-established my goals. Now I am in control of the vehicle of my life,
charting the course that is best for me. I'm not sure if the road ahead is a divided highway,a lane with twists and turns, or a narrow avenue. I'm also not sure where it is going to lead me, but I'm not afraid to travel it, and I look forward to the adventure. One thing I
know for certain, that just as in driving a car, my focus has to be on the moment, on the now.

Where am I at this moment in my life? For a long time I have been on a spiritual path seeking enlightenment. My spiritual nature has been directing the movement and
pathways of awareness have become avenues to purpose. Tangible goals are incidental and have faded from view. Other than earning my daily bread and maintaining a roof
overhead, I have no fixed ambition.

Entering the spiritual world does not negate the physical but enhances it. For me, once the perception of my spiritual identity was defined, an automatic pilot seemed to take control, and all roads lead to inner vision.

My road maps have been designed by masters. Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Swendenberg, Emerson, Thoreau, Immanuel Kant. Many others who navigated the world of thought,
and chartered the course of philosophy, have become my guides.

Emerson wrote, "Great men are they who see that spiritual is stronger than any material force, that thoughts rule the world."

Who said it better than Renee Descartes? "I think, therefore I am."

As my thoughts and perceptions define who I am, my direction becomes more clear. It fades from a mirage of tangible assets to a vision of keen conception. As I clearly see within my mind the unity of nature, I become one with it. It is my direction.

Thinking About, Beauty