Morning rite went well.

Noon prayer rite went as expected, got my walk after.

The days are beginning to feel like Groundhog Day and yet the weeks are flying by. Everything’s blurring together and I don’t feel like I’m getting anywhere. There’s this major event here, that major event there but I can’t tell how far apart they are anymore. Things are beginning to repeat. I can’t say it’s deja vu; I just feel like I’m caught in some neverending wheel.

I need a lengthy vacation and it’s not coming anytime soon.

Evening rite went well.

Morning rite went well. Grateful to work from home today.

Noon prayer rite went well also.

I spent a good chunk of the day either working or just recharging my personal batteries. I got my morning workout in and got some errands and cleaning done, just enough to be productive but also gave myself some personal time. I think I needed it.

I think I’m a bit taxed, a bit down, and badly in need of rejuvenation.

Evening rite went well.

Morning rite went well. I managed to get more sleep again. I am MUCH better, back to workouts but still on the mend.

Noon prayer rite went well.

I have moments of realizing that I am becoming impatient with myself and the process. I am also feeling like I am drifting. Am I at a standstill, or is this the calm before the storm?

I hope to be properly prepared.

Evening rite went well, off to bed early and will be working from home tomorrow.

Morning rite went well. Doing MUCH better health-wise but went to doctor’s office just in case. It’s been declared a virus and I have two prescriptions to help with the remaining symptoms.

Noon prayer rite got done late, but done.

“Prepare” is the new word and request that’s been included in my prayers during the rites as of late. Prepare me for what’s to come, what I need to accomplish.

I am losing track of time and days. I am very out of it. I am functional at work, better than that even, but things are going away from me.

Evening rite went well.

Morning rite went okay, albeit a bit brief. I got in a workout but found myself not feeling well and getting worse as the day went on. My boss wound up sending me home.

Got my noon prayer rite in, at least.

Got the news that Robin Williams died today. I knew him as Mork from Mork & Mindy and had a huge crush on him as a child. That makes nearly everyone I’ve ever had a crush on from childhood to teenaged years dead. Someone please wrap up John de Lancie in bubble wrap; he’s the last one left standing.

Evening rite went well, crashed early.

Morning rite went well. I felt okay enough to do the rite in the temple room as usual, but food is a joke.

Noon rite performed, although I was so spacey I almost forgot. Noon became later than that, but it was kept to.

I got much better as the day went on, and had a meal for dinner. Even got something of a purification bathing in. I am hoping to be 100% tomorrow given I have to get my ass into work.

Evening rite went well.

Morning rite went okay, but today rituals were done in bed. I am definitely decidedly sick, high fever and everything.

Did noon prayer rite once I stopped dozing. All of my plans today are totally buh-bye. I think this is my body’s–and perhaps HGA’s–way of slowing me the fuck down.

Felt well enough later to eat some food and get into the temple room for the evening rite, but this day was shot. Forced purification the uncomfortable way. Don’t recommend this form of cleansing.

Morning rite went well. Finally slept through the night; no idea what the hell was going on with me that I wasn’t.

Noon prayer rite went well, walk afterward. I’m feeling better, calmer.

Not surprising news about my grandmother, she’s got Alzheimer’s. My last surviving grandparent and not a fun diagnosis. Much family drama, like dealing with what amounts to a death sentence for a relative isn’t bad enough. I sincerely hope that she does not go anytime soon; I’ve had enough deaths for this year, thank you.

Not feeling well, evening rite went okay but I was drained beyond being drained.

I did the math, and I appear to be officially a month away from being two months into phase three AKA the six month mark. I do NOT see me being remotely ready by then unless a miracle occurs. This shouldn’t stress me out, but it kind of does. I also need to remember the hurdles I had to get over, most of which were taken care of in phase one. Willing to guess I will need another 1-2 months, possibly a bit more. We will see. All up to the gods at this point.

Morning rite went well, but I am once again lacking on sleep and it is taking its toll. Work is better today. I am less stressed about that, at least.

Noon prayer rite went well, walk afterwards.

I am thankful for the drive to and from work; it forces me to listen to audiobooks which are useful to me and is part of my spiritual contemplation time.

I have lost my sense of peace these past few days; family drama, Hellenic pagan community drama, and work drama has not done me any favors. The first two really don’t concern me and I can stay out of it, but the last one affects my wallet. I have to stay above water, but I also have to keep my focus where it belongs.

Evening rite went well.