Charles Anderson Books

‘We have no one to guide us. Our only guide is our homesickness.’

I love to travel with my wife, and the first minutes of out journey always take us along Pena Blvd to DIA. When I am driving to the airport my eyes are always looking forward, I am trying to get us there. But when I am making this initial journey there is something I am not seeing, I am not noticing.

After a trip/vacation/journey, on our return, I spot what I hadn’t seen before, and that’s the Front Range of the Rockies, and if I’m lucky there will be snow on them, especially on Longs Peak. I know I’m home when I see them, and they’re always there when I return. When my eyes are open I can see them, and I’m home.

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Chapter Five of my part of the discussion of Richard Rohr’s, ‘Falling Upwards’

‘Why are kicking against yourself?’ and ‘God comes to you dressed as your life.’

I can still drive a car, and I use to drive one of my families cars all of time, but since my body’s failing I have started to drive less and less. I have turned our auto adventures over to my wife and daughter. Before I was the driver, I was in control, but now I am the passenger, and I lack control of the car.

Instead of worrying about traffic or the direction we need to take or all of the bad drivers who I used to to be self righteous about, now I can concentrate on talking to my love ones when we are together. I can also look at my neighborhood and community with new eyes, and I am starting to see things on these little trips I haven’t seen before. I see the poverty in parts of my neighborhood and in other areas I see the progress/development in other parts that has displaced the working poor from their homes.

So, I have noticed while my body may have fallen, my eyes and my spiritual heart haven’t and now they have opportunities to help me understand/see the place I live, my home.

Chuck Anderson

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