A Lack Of Time...

My biggest issue in my spiritual life at this point is that I seem to lack the time to actually DO anything more than that which can be done "in and around" other aspects of my life. IE, praying in my head when I'm doing other things like doing dishes or cleaning, or communing with spirits that happen to "show up" in one way or another throughout my day, but not actively making a decision to speak to anything in particular.

I'm noticing a serious issue here, more than frustration. I have reason to believe that the nightmares I experienced the other night were because "something" got through the shields I usually keep up around the house and my mental "space." This has let me know that I NEED to get back to my regular spiritual activities - starting with moving my supplies from the plastic bin they're in, into their new home in a wooden chest we found in the garage in the midst of all the cleaning. I'm going to do that this week. I've promised myself, and them, and I will NOT fail again.

I'm going to find a chunk of time - most likely about 3 hours on Saturday morning - to do something spiritual, just to "refind" my feet, as far as that's concerned. I'm still incredibly happy, which brings me to my next point.

Two weeks into it now, and my positivity only continues to get better. I've had a few moments that I was down, and I was able to turn it back around very quickly. Today, even, I had another fantastic example of positivity in motion.

I went to bed about midnight last night, which is normal (or even early) for me. And I got up this morning at seven - again, normal for me. And I'm usually fine. However, I spent about 4 hours driving yesterday, and I didn't take into account how exhausting that would be, as well as this being my first day back to school after Spring Break, and therefore my brain apparently needed more time to sleep.

I did my normal morning routine, but rather than leaving insanely early for class, I decided to nap on the couch for an hour or so to try and wake myself up. I wound up actually sleeping through the alarm I'd set on my phone and sleeping nearly 2 hours rather than one. Good news - I'm awake and happy. Bad news, I was leaving WAY late to get a good parking place.

I heard that nagging voice in the back of my head saying that I was gonna have to park way in the back because I'd been lazy, and how could I do that.... - and as I've become quite adept at doing, I shut it down and replaced it with happiness and the knowledge that I was going to get an absolutely fantastic parking place.

I got to school, drove down the first row, and there was an empty spot way at the back... But I passed it up. See, the fantastic parking place I knew I was going to get was better than that. I drove up that row, turned and went up the next row - and there it was. 3 spots from the building I needed to go in, there was a spot sitting empty. So I happily parked, pulled out my Anthropology book, and did some studying before class.

Once again, my positivity has given me a fantastic and amazing parking place, just because I knew it would be there. :)

So, in review, overall, I'm doing really well. I'm going to find time to do things in a more organized manner when it comes to my spirituality, and I'm going to continue with my positivity - as it makes every day honestly fantastic!!

It's still Monday!

For another hour, anyway. I'm not late yet!

However, this won't be a long post. For the simple reason that holding my arms in position to type is really painful right now. We had a garage sale this weekend, and I managed to get through the whole thing without badly hurting myself. Until I took the "leftovers" to Goodwill. No one was available to help me unload, and I wanted desperately to be done. I could've waited. I didn't. I grabbed a bin and unloaded the back of my car myself.

When I got down to a box of full sets of plates padded with clothes, I lifted it easily.. But lowering it into the bin was another matter. I wrenched my shoulder something awful. Getting back into the car was excruciating. Over the next few hours, with a hot shower, arnica rub, and a lot of ibuprophen, I managed to calm it down. But I still couldn't type more than a few words without growling in pain.

It's been easier, if stiff, today, but taking notes in Human Development tonight killed me. Need to stop typing soon.

I AM going to be posting some pictures very soon - pictures of the mammoth ivory I mentioned in a previous post, as well as pictures of the INCREDIBLE present I got this week.

An old and amazing friend and packmate of mine who has gone by many names over the years sent me a dire wolf metatarsel bone. The energy of this bone is incredible... I shake every time I hold it. I want to get it a respectful display box, and do some actual communing with it. With my school schedule, I haven't had the chance, yet.

Just... thank you for that incredible gift. You truly are amazing. I only wish I could get you something for YOUR birthday that would be nearly as incredible. :( I'm working on art, but as I'm tablet-less, Photoshop-less, and now INJURED... it isn't ready yet. :(

Anyway, I think that's it for now. It's been a very long week for some of my dear packmates, and I howl with all of you, be it in grief, happiness, confusion, or joy.

See you all next week!