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Entry tags:
ritual, spiritual, ministry
I make space. Sometimes the space takes up a lot of me. RoP today was amazing and wonderful and moving. Everything it was meant to be. I am spent. Dangerously close to overspent. Trying to figure out what will be the best things for me to do to make sure that I get some of that energy back instead of dipping into the red.
Need to get back to working out regularly. NEED to do that for myself. Excuses be damned. There will always be a reason to not do it. I can do something and I should do it.
Feels like the inside of my body is filled with steel wool. Muffled and full, strange and scratchy. Need pettins badly. Like break down sobbing from need of pettins. Instead I need to cut the Honey's hair and make sure the girl has foods and wait til the shower is done and ...and...
*nods off*
Need to get back to working out regularly. NEED to do that for myself. Excuses be damned. There will always be a reason to not do it. I can do something and I should do it.
Feels like the inside of my body is filled with steel wool. Muffled and full, strange and scratchy. Need pettins badly. Like break down sobbing from need of pettins. Instead I need to cut the Honey's hair and make sure the girl has foods and wait til the shower is done and ...and...
*nods off*