Sometimes I don't know what "Right" is anymore. For the most part of my life, what my body would say to me was the "right" thing for me. It fit with my upbringing, my beliefs, my social circle (what there was of one) and my significant other.

Now, after divorce, trying to navigate the single life, winding up in churches for 4 years, getting very disappointed with my inability to be a super-saint like they wanted us to do (Home groups and such), I finally tucked my tail between my legs and wandered off in search of what is true.

Now I like certain things and yet, people can make it seem so wrong. Is it perception? Is it beliefs? Is it values? Now I have more questions than answers and each person I talk to along the journey has as many answers as I have questions. Oddly, two answers are rarely much the same.

I remember Jesus quoted in the bible suggesting that it would be prudent to take the log out of our own eye before trying to take a splinter out of someone elses. So why don't we do that? It basically means "shut up." Hmmm. There's a challenge for me too. But what I can't shut up about is simply the fact that we should get along peacably.

I don't ever mean to offend people, yet I manage to on a semi-consistently basis. I like people... for the most part. In fact, I love all people; I know that because my heart aches so much. And yes, I can love people and still hate who they are. There is a distinction. Sometimes, it's just chemistry.

So I don't know what to say about this anymore. It was brought on by another side of my character. The duplicity of being a human-being trying to be a spiritual being in a highly creative and sexual body. There is just so much judgement out there. It hurts.