The association you mentioned seems to have turned out to be a false karass - a granfaloon. They often do. But as you know I'm wary of kingdoms of any kind. Go in peace.
You wrote: " I've come to realize that nothing has changed. Nothing. Halleluyah! Nothing has changed. I'm still the essence of who I was yesterday and the day before. Growing yes, learning- yes. But my core, remains steadfast. I'm really blown away by this. I think this is true for all of us." I'm often aware that beyond my thoughts, beyond the passions and flux of my soul, there's a still, unchanging life that sees and knows. Call it the spirit. Or the will. Someone said that our senses are God's way of experiencing us. Like that.
I just received the Metropolitan Museum of Art Christmas catalog. What don't I want! I'll probably get a box of Christmas cards. This morning brought the first cool breeze of the year, windows open, socks on. I made a big pot of chili. Funny name for a hot dish.