Spiritual Practice
So, I did my full morning devotions this morning, instead of my unfortunate recent practice of a simple hello or hymn to Hestia.
A few things helped.
Perfect.
A few things helped.
- I've started working through some of the information for this year's Mystery School, and I'm writing my letter of intent to begin Feri training with T. Thorn Coyle. This has elevated my awareness about my daily spiritual practice, and how I've been slacking off lately.
- Using GTD, I've been "clearing the decks" and freeing up a lot more mental RAM. Rather than waking up with a vague dread that I was already behind and was forgetting a lot of stuff, I felt *refreshed*. I've heard stories from people that you're supposed to feel that way after sleeping, but I haven't experienced it in so long that I'd given up on it ever happening to me. And all I did the night before was do a "brain dump" to list out on paper all the current outstanding projects, tasks, to-dos, and ideas that were floating around in my brain. I filled five pages. And that's *after* processing a lot of paper clutter in my office and doing a half-assed inventory for the week. I wonder what it'll feel like when I'm actually caught up?
- I did some minimal cleaning up of my altar. It had been holding a still life for my art lessons, so I could do the same assignment the students have been doing. When my lamp fell and broke, I realized I couldn't finish the drawing because I couldn't have the same light source anymore. But still, the work-in-progress and the still life stayed there until Saturday, when I cleaned it off just to give my hands something to do while people were collecting their things after a meeting.
- But the thing that clinched it? Realizing that the amount if time it takes to do my morning devotions is the same amount of time it takes a cold, full kettle of water to come to a merry boil for tea.
Perfect.