How could a nice little boy like I was at five turn into such a disappointment to all who saw in me something much bigger than the continued failure I proved to be as I careened through school expulsions, job firings, drugs, divorces and terrifying encounters with a leveling, ancient fear that finally made a spiritual warrior out of me? Much as I wanted to conform to the upper middle-class mold I was born into, a curious, intuitive, sensitive, philosophical and above all rebellious nature blew that traditional path out from ...
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How could a nice little boy like I was at five turn into such a disappointment to all who saw in me something much bigger than the continued failure I proved to be as I careened through school expulsions, job firings, drugs, divorces and terrifying encounters with a leveling, ancient fear that finally made a spiritual warrior out of me? Much as I wanted to conform to the upper middle-class mold I was born into, a curious, intuitive, sensitive, philosophical and above all rebellious nature blew that traditional path out from under me. The Christ nature in me hates falsehood and mediocracy. Saved from more crashing and burning by a born-again awakening, my call to Christ took turns through native American dream journeying, process-oriented psychology, Buddhist meditation retreats, communion with nature, creative writing pursuits, social and environmental activism, landing finally with life-changing experiences of non-dual reality, oneness with God. What do I know? Nothing in life is wasted. Mistakes are learning opportunities. And there is no "Mike" as I used to think of myself--only Christ.
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