not see the truth and i was not free.
when i was growing up i would spend time talking with god – i clearly remember standing on a fence at my grandparents farm looking in the woods and talking with god. i may have been 10 or 12, i don’t recall. i was very happy and peaceful, my life was magical in every way. as i grew older i spent less and less time talking with god. most of the time i was just living in survival mode not seeing what was missing in my life.
i stopped thinking that i had all the answers and that i even needed to. i 