Seems a perfect weekend for letting go of things and making room in my life for all sorts of new adventures. I have been woefully lazy about setting up some sort of altar space for myself and I woke up this morning feeling the urgency of that, which tells me that it's time to start paying attention to the language of the universe again. Looking back, it's no wonder I have felt so helpless and devoured by doubt and resentment lately. That's what happens when I lose the spiritual connection with everything that exists outside of me. Before, almost all of my meditation and spiritual concentration occurred out of doors. It was my way of understanding beyond. I would look at the sky and know that beyond the sky there was space and layers of infinity. I would breathe it in, this idea that I can still barely comprehend most days. Being inside so much of the time has been such a challenge on that account, but I think I am ready now to adapt and make a place for myself in this house that will remind me of these connections and how important they are to me.
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