Chronarchy (chronarchy) wrote,

Life in the Briar Patch

But livin' in the briar patch ain't what it appears
Sooner or later you've gotta face your fears
I heard it from the parrot verbalizin' in the tree
I heard it in the song line of the aborigone.

Seems like everyone knows it but me, ya know? *grins*

Then again, the "fears" aren't really what I'm worried about, here in the briar patch.

Today's Buffett Oracle is remarkably apt, given how I intend to spend my weekend:
191. You've got to make a sacrifice.
This weekend is following the suggestion from mazisexton that I spend it in "prayer, offerings, reflecting, and conversing with the Devas."

Beginning tomorrow morning, it's all work and no play, sunrise on Saturday until sunset on Sunday. Maybe sunrise on Monday, too. I haven't decided.

I have a lot to make up for. First, there's the crap I need to purge from who I am. Then there are the two nights in a row of "missed" sunset devotionals:

  1. Wednesday night: I was two minutes early finishing my devotional.
  2. Thursday night: I was in town but not at my altar at sundown, and I didn't have my travel altar with me

So you see, they're not really "misses," so much as "not done to my satisfaction."

More info on those devotionals will be available when I update this week's Liturgy Journal on Monday (or as soon as I can thereafter). Let's just say that I've been creative, and it hasn't been good for me. (Last week's entry is up, and it's a long one, and includes some info about the Clergy Retreat, though it's mostly about my crazy schedule and the devotionals I've imposed on my life.)

There will be no ADF work over this weekend, just me maintaining my altar space and working with the Spirits of Place, the Ancestors, and the Shining Ones. And I expect to do some trancework, too.

But today, I got the weirdest compliment ever on my work: "This might possibly be good work, Mike. If it works."

I'm still deciphering that.

I'm turning off the waterfall, the tourists can go home.
I feel it's time to travel, take time to write a poem,
Time to seek some therapy: I'm going walkabout.
Answers are the easy part, questions raise the doubt
Tags: adf, altar, buffett, clergy, deities, divination, lgsp, piety, quotes, work

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