It's been a long while since I posted on this blog. I'd like to say how busy I've been, and that's true. I'd like to tell you that the many projects I've got going on have shoved blogging to the rear buner, and that also is true. It would be nice to say that family and friendships have taken my time and the blog has just sat unblogged as I have worked at being husband and dad. And yes, this too is a fact.

In the midst of all this truth telling there is one more true thing that I must summon up the courage to say. And that is that I forgot my password and was too lazy to go through the broo haha to get it back. So, I let all those other true things take over. I was too busy. I didn't have to worry about it. But then, this evening the password just popped into my head and here we are - blogging again.

Isn't it funny how a whole slew of true things can hide truth itself?

Sure, I have been busy, but really, who isn't busy these days? Everyone I know is caught up in the long distance sprint of life and can't seem to slow down long enough to return a phone call, much less maintain a blog. But somehow they manage. And frankly, even if they don't manage that's fine. It would just be good if we could somehow be lovingly truthful with ourselves and others.

I wonder what things are hid in the forest of true things that inhabit our lives? How do we conveniently arrange our reality so that we can justify certain things we do or thing we leave undone.

There's the Mom or Dad who are too too busy with work to spend much "quality" time with their child. Busy yes, insecure about parenting ability? Also a resounding yes, but hid conveniently in a true thing.

There's a woman who gets too busy to stay in contact with her friend. Oh yes. It's the busy thing again, and yes, again it's true. But also true is a wound from an old betrayal that has not healed. So, busy? Yes. Still hurting and using a busy life to avoid? Absolutely.

There's a guy who has been beset by a series of bad luck events. Things just seem to happen to this guy. Things get stolen. Business goes belly up. He has a host of health concerns. His kids don't much like him. Indeed. A lot of people don't much like this guy. The world is against him. He's a victim. Just ask him.

Looking at this from one vantage point it certainly seems true, especially to hear him tell it. But then we learn about an abusive childhood and about the deep, deep anger locked inside that keeps seeping out on everyone and everything in his life.

The truth is that these bad things really do happen. Also true is the reality of how toxic his anger is to the people and processes in his life. Also true is that he has become a self-sabateur and is an active player in his own spiral of failure.

As these stories spin out it dawns on me that most of us hide truth with true things. Some, of course, do it more grievously than others. Nonetheless, we all do it. Me included.

Is it possible to approach life telling one truth at a time? Is it feasible to at least tell ourselves the truth so that as we arrange the true things we're clear - at least in the mirror - about what turh we're hiding and why?

I guess the answer is "yes." Of course it's possible. We just need to make self-awareness (as opposed to self involvement) a priority. We need to be honest with ourselves about our agendas and issues. We need to speak truth to the mirror about why we do things.

And finally, at some quiet moment, mentioning that truth to God is probably a good idea.

Bye for now.
SR