proof the pudding
Jun. 3rd, 2018 07:45 am Here we go! The last two or three weeks, as is characteristic for most months-of-May, the busy-ness factor has ramped up. I continue to work part time at a cafe (where busi-ness has also ramped up and so there's no downtime), have a manuscript coming in chapter by chapter to be edited, plus a queue of two articles and a "last look" at a chapter of a previously edited and now revised manuscript. We went out of town for the long weekend, so all attempts at continuity were kinda thrown to the wind. Additionally, my youngest is graduating from high school and we've made a last minute decision to hold a graduation party instead of going to graduation (long depressing story that I probably won't tell online) - this Thursday! Thankfully (?) we don't have that many friends, so it'll be rather low-key. But still.
How is this relevant to The Mystic Will or the William Walker Atkinson book club? Well because it's these kinds of moments that prove my resolve or lack thereof.
I've begun first forays into the work in the DH and DMH (this one is secondary to the DH, but gives me the basic steps for the Sphere of Protection, etc.). So there's a threefold set of practices to do on a daily or near-daily basis: SOP (or, for me at least as a neophyte, the Elemental Cross), Ogham divination, and as-of-yet-untried discursive meditation. I'm also preparing to begin seasonal observances, beginning with summer solstice, and am back to journaling after much, much time only doing so sporadically.
I'm beginning to recognize, given that I have the will to go to bed early and rise early, to start my day with work (editing), to go to work (cafe), to accomplish all a household needs doing, to maintain a garden and be responsible and responsive to family needs, that I possibly am less in need of the basic will-strengthening exercises found in MW's early chapters. Now and again I falter, but mostly it's not from sloth or distraction (well... sometimes it's distraction) or an internal fault. Usually it's just that there's too much to do. I try to do it all. None of it is fundamentally expendable.
I haven't moved on to another MW chapter yet - that's mostly 'distraction' related as I've forgotten to listen while washing dishes and it doesn't have another time slot. I'll try again today.
How is this relevant to The Mystic Will or the William Walker Atkinson book club? Well because it's these kinds of moments that prove my resolve or lack thereof.
I've begun first forays into the work in the DH and DMH (this one is secondary to the DH, but gives me the basic steps for the Sphere of Protection, etc.). So there's a threefold set of practices to do on a daily or near-daily basis: SOP (or, for me at least as a neophyte, the Elemental Cross), Ogham divination, and as-of-yet-untried discursive meditation. I'm also preparing to begin seasonal observances, beginning with summer solstice, and am back to journaling after much, much time only doing so sporadically.
I'm beginning to recognize, given that I have the will to go to bed early and rise early, to start my day with work (editing), to go to work (cafe), to accomplish all a household needs doing, to maintain a garden and be responsible and responsive to family needs, that I possibly am less in need of the basic will-strengthening exercises found in MW's early chapters. Now and again I falter, but mostly it's not from sloth or distraction (well... sometimes it's distraction) or an internal fault. Usually it's just that there's too much to do. I try to do it all. None of it is fundamentally expendable.
I haven't moved on to another MW chapter yet - that's mostly 'distraction' related as I've forgotten to listen while washing dishes and it doesn't have another time slot. I'll try again today.