Friday, March 14, 2008
Trials and Tribulations
This has been a trying week for yours truly, and I feel fortunate to even be writing this entry. The week really began when I took my youngest daughter to the emergency room with abdominal pain on Sunday night. Thankfully, it was not appendicitis. On the other hand, they have no idea what caused (and continues to cause) the pain, even after an ultrasound. And so we are relying rather heavily on the healing powers of Motrin, and waiting to see if the problem persists.
And then my bank account went into the red through (partially only) my own negligence and bad record keeping (hey, I’ve been rather on edge of late, so a lapse in accounting may perhaps be excused) and I will therefore likely end up with my website suspended, and therefore I am posting everything on Blogger as well.
In the middle of all of this, I have been diagnosed with fibromyalgia, and last night the pain was so severe it brought me to tears.
And so, I have not been keeping up with the Traherne. But then again, don’t my (albeit self-inflicted in some aspects) trials and tribulations prove that I should be meditating? It’s when we are attempting to become spiritually whole that the devil flits about our lives like a biting fly, isn’t it? And yes, I do believe in Satan’s existence.
All of which is a rather long intro to today’s post, but I wanted to get stuff off my chest. The Chapter Two post will be a many-parter, because I found myself pausing frequently to ponder and then ponder yet more (all while crying and basically freaking out in a small, quiet way). I will post my own thoughts over the next few days.
And then my bank account went into the red through (partially only) my own negligence and bad record keeping (hey, I’ve been rather on edge of late, so a lapse in accounting may perhaps be excused) and I will therefore likely end up with my website suspended, and therefore I am posting everything on Blogger as well.
In the middle of all of this, I have been diagnosed with fibromyalgia, and last night the pain was so severe it brought me to tears.
And so, I have not been keeping up with the Traherne. But then again, don’t my (albeit self-inflicted in some aspects) trials and tribulations prove that I should be meditating? It’s when we are attempting to become spiritually whole that the devil flits about our lives like a biting fly, isn’t it? And yes, I do believe in Satan’s existence.
All of which is a rather long intro to today’s post, but I wanted to get stuff off my chest. The Chapter Two post will be a many-parter, because I found myself pausing frequently to ponder and then ponder yet more (all while crying and basically freaking out in a small, quiet way). I will post my own thoughts over the next few days.
