Time. Brains.

Been a lot going on, most of which I haven't been talking about.

Been going to church again. This is a goodness. I've needed it.

On the other hand, it's shown me how little spirituality I manage to weave into the rest of my life. I look at those of you who even attempt daily prayer with envy. I get good intentions every once in a while, and they usually don't last the day. I _really_ need community of one sort or another to have a proper spiritual life, it seems.

Which is why it is _so_ very silly of me to fail to read my Godbloggers for a month straight, for which I must apologize. I've fallen off the face of the earth and it's not a good thing. :/

I'm not sure where Tim and I am, mostly because, I think, Tim and Ray aren't sure where they are, and are spending a lot of time working it out. I've been giving them space -- which is hard sometimes, and easier at others. I'm enjoying all the alone-time but it leaves me very uncertain of my relationships with them.

Money still isn't great, though it's not as bad as it was. I just keep breathing and keep making soap.

Just feeling...unsettled. Up in the air. Not sure where I'm going. Feeling a call to some sort of ministry -- and definitely to those who aren't welcome elsewhere -- but still not sure what form that'd take, though I do have the image of offering Sunday morning mass at SCA camping events, which is amusing if nothing else. I wonder if I'd get any takers?

Hm...camper. Cat. Travelling the country selling soap and offering mass at campgrounds and parks all over.

Must contemplate.

In the meantime, I have been neglecting y'all, and if any of you are still reading, I apologize. (Okay, I apologize anyway.) I intend to try to get more involved again -- y'all have helped me through a lot of journeying, and it'd be foolish to lose you now!