In the last eight weeks, I have been in eight countries and done a bunch of seminars and a bunch more land work plus a number of small group meetings. It was a marathon, designed to engage where needed, fast and hard, so as to clear my desk for research for a few months.
(Have you checked the Event’s page? Lovely in its blankness. I know you don’t agree, but hey, there are two sides to every story).
I was pondering yesterday how I feel. I am physically feeling good. I didn’t get so much as a sore throat the whole time. My jet lag this time is in quite the normal range. Sleep is solid.
Emotionally I am thrilled to be home and able to follow a stable schedule once again. I am not feeling as depleted as I think I should.
Spiritually, I am in a very intense mode. Things seem to be breaking loose on quite a number of fronts and my authority and discernment continue to grow in the couple of hard cases I am walking with.
As I pondered that yesterday, I realized that I am walking on the wings of your prayers. I should be a bit of a mess right now, considering all that was crammed into the schedule. I know that the reason I am feeling so well is because of all your prayers.
I am beyond grateful that I get to start my research time in a good place, instead of needing weeks to refill the tank. Thanks to all of you who prayed. I know there is intense competition for the prayer time of intercessors, and I am humbled by the number of you who have invested your scarce resource into my life.
Obviously one thing that did take a hit was the blogs. I tried hard, but just could not keep up while I was running so hard. I look forward to getting back in the rhythm. There is so much stuff bubbling up, just needing a bit of available bandwidth to be able to share it with you.
I took some time this morning to look at the blog stats. I am intrigued with the difference between NobleSubjects.com and SLGCoaching.com. The former has fewer people tracking but from more nations.
It was fascinating to see that Singapore was in the #3 position in terms of visits to the Noble Subjects blog, but far down the list on the other.
Brazil and France are suddenly showing strong engagement there. A pleasant surprise on both counts.
We even had a hit from Slovakia. Greetings, Friend! I drove through your nation last week. A first for me.
My inbox should be reduced to order by the end of tomorrow. My desk is looking recognizable. Monday starts my new routine of mornings set aside for study and afternoons for other stuff.
I went to the library to check out the book I had started reading before leaving, and to my delight I found two other books that had been returned since last time I was there, that would add value to my journey. I checked out all three. I probably committed the sin of gluttony there, but I don’t have time to repent right now. Looking at those three books on the shelf in MY library is causing the Teacher portion of my spirit to do a very undignified Snoopy happy dance in anticipation of tomorrow.
My job for the next two weeks is to figure out how ignorant I am, and what I am going to do about it. It is a big topic and I need to break it down into pieces.
I know that the fractal of 12 is my piece all the way. But the other science and math and physics pieces will have to be considered. Some I need to dominate. Some I need to know enough about that I can ask someone else intelligent questions. And some I can just punt.
The plan is to research for about seven weeks, then go away and ponder the big picture for a week. I have already chosen my first hosts. This is ticklish business.
There are two extremes I run into. Many times hospitality is not hospitality at all. I have to sing for my dinner every time. I often work harder at my hosts home than during the speaking engagement.
Other times, hospitality is spelled SMOTHERING MOTHERING. I find the first problem to be the lesser of the two evils.
So my hosts for the first get away are (I think) going to be just about perfect. They will put a bale of hay by the watering trough and leave me alone to wander around the pasture and ponder.
My second host is a bit of a concern. He has a Mercy pasture to die for and it is huge. I will so draw strength from the land there. I can hardly wait. To go to that pasture any time is great, but to go with a head full of Scrabble letters and to sort them into words while there should be awesome.
My concern is that he has already started working on the world’s finest gourmet bale of hay. Hope his feelings don’t get hurt if I get so lost in my world of thoughts I forget to eat. I may have to have Megan sit him down and share some of the facts of life about a Mad Scientist who values thoughts over food much of the time.
So that is my jumble of happy emotions today. In 24 hours and 23 minutes I will officially sit down to my study project without an event lurking in the background taking up bandwith.
But who’s counting?
Oh, yes. About those events. I am gone from Austria now, so Serina is out of excuses. She will have to start doing some serious audio editing. She tells me that the seminar for midwives is at the proofer now so it should be dedicated and released sometime “soon” whatever that means.
She will edit the event from the UK next.
OK. Enough nattering. I hope to have some hard hitting blogs for you on our various series this week – written in the afternoons after my project gets the prime time.
Copyright April 2016 by Arthur Burk
From the Happy Hub