Perhaps a better way of looking at a spiritual practice is that it is for me, not so much for God. I can move closer to the divine if I want. The divine is here. I am inside it. Yes, Plato. I just need to stop crawling back into the cave.
Dale and the guys will be playing D & D today, so the field is wide open. My instinct is to stay in and work on writing and reading things. But I need to get in the water, or at least go for a couple of walks.
I have ordered some new tops for spring/summer. I say I won't spend and then I do. It started because I needed new black shirts. Long tee-shirt dress things. The ones I bought last year faded and spotted up after wearing them just a few times. Long black tees are my go to. With leggings of course. Anyhow, I went to swim suits for all and ordered four beach cover-ups. For a big girl, cover-ups are a great way to go. They are flowy but with shape. Then I bought a couple more from Jessica London. I also have my new blue shoes, and a batch of much-needed bras on the way. With what I have, these should be plenty. But of course I still want a new pair of shoes. I still want something...whatever it is I want it.
i also need to get proper light and put it in the proper places. i need a good beside lamp appropriate for reading, and I need to position my "SAD" light to back light my reading surface when needed. The problem with the "SAD" is that it can push bipolars into mania. anyhow, i'm going to work on these things today.
and writing. and reading. and moving.