Some people are more introspective than others,
(some of us morbidly and even vainly so)
but when I look inwardly, my world begins to make sense or else it gets turned upside down.
George Fox wrote, “Just as there is a world outside, there is a world within.”
I’ve been looking inwardly lately, forced to by difficult early morning dreams and dreary weather keeping me indoors. Most of what I find does not make much sense yet; perhaps some things never will.