Recently I spent a week at my favourite monastery which I've been going to for the past 15 years.
During my time there I penned some new prayers for myself. I've placed them on my blog.
Even though these days I no longer really adhere to a particular label, certainly publicly anyway, I find it quietly amusing how I continue to find nourishment for my soul from the very tradition I hold in quiet contempt.
I also ponder if really what's going on is that I'm hrny and should sign up for Grndr again.
I've come to be suspicious of highly spiritual people. I reckon there's sometimes something deeper going on that's perhaps not so spiritual, either good or not so good.
Life is full of the mysterious and truly tangible. The clear and the not so clear. The BOTH AND rather than the either or.
Go well :)