Anchors

What anchors me?  What holds me still in a tumultuous world?  Where is the foundation that I can build my faith and my life? 

I believe that my anchors are Jean, my wife, my children and my family.  Then there is here and now, my home, my garden, my daily experiences.

I have never claimed to be right, only to be myself with my own views.  I am sorry that I am not more vocal, and hide my thoughts from too many others that I love.  I just don't want to have to defend my feelings and thoughts from the arguments of others.  I don't want to disappoint or hurt anyone if I tell them that I am an anarchist, or an agnostic.  So. I keep everything pretty close, quiet, and to myself.

If I change my mind, I don't think I have failed, but have re-examined the evidence and reasoning of new ideas.  Maybe I don't need anchors as much as I need a sea worthy vessel and well maintained sails.   And, maybe I need to launch myself into space, escaping Earth's gravity altogether!