As I crawled into bed last night it hit me that I don't have to get up and go to church anymore. Sometimes I take that for granted. After over 50 years (mostly) of getting up every Sunday morning to go to church in spite of little sleep and no matter what the weather, I plan on reminding myself every Saturday night that I am free and don't have to do it ever again.
However, I do need to keep myself spiritually healthy. And physically healthy. And what the heck, emotionally healthy as well. I think it's time to move on past the pain and bitterness and just get with it. One of the things I need to do is stop reading message boards that raise my blood pressure and remind me why I left Christianity. I don't need a reminder in truth because I still have family who are Christians and they are reminder enough.
Now I need to focus on me and letting myself grow and soar and thrive. I've started on the books Tana gave me, in particular the Herb book by Scott Cunningham and the book about Druids by Philip Carr-Gomm. Then I have some spiritual exercises I should be working on in addition to refining some daily spiritual practices that I've found helpful. I just need to get past the lethargy. I get complacent and just let the world pass me by instead of participating more. This past weekend I've accomplished more than I usually do with housework and the garden. That has really rejuvenated me and given me a spark that I can use to ignite a bigger fire in me. Of course, the fact that my favorite times of the year are coming up helps a lot. I don't thrive in heat. I'm a cool/cold weather gal.
But tonight I plan on crawling into bed and watching Inspector Lewis and knitting because I've been looking forward to it all week. I just haven't knitted enough to satisfy my passion this week so I intend to indulge myself tonight. I got some orange yarn today to crochet myself an altar cloth for the Autumn holidays but I can't find my crochet hooks. If I can't find them this week I'll find a knitted pattern instead. But it will take longer.
I love Mondays because that's what starts my week, not Sundays. It's a brand new week all for me to make something of. And with September coming in this week, it makes it even better. I endured Summer, now Autumn is my reward.
It has never made sense to me that Sunday is considered the first day of the week. I'm with you -- it should be Monday. Who makes these stupid rules?
ReplyDeleteFreedom!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAlso, those message boards are a place where people who have anger management issues hang out and wait to attack. STAY AWAY!!!
Inannasstar, I'll keep Ravelry because it's about knitting as much as anything else and since I need knitting like I need air to breathe...
ReplyDeleteBut a lot of them, yeah, were just for the contention. It was a way to share the pain in a way, but I don't need to hang onto the pain anymore. Time to move on.
Debra,I had a calendar one year that started the week with Monday and it was so confusing, especially when it came to paying bills. But Monday has really always been my first day of the week. I might have to do a search on the history of the calendar now to find out just who it was who decided Sunday was the way to start out the week. LOL