sunday

my mind is quiet like this day's beginning. my body is sore from yesterday's first ever body massage in the history of my life. my heart feels full from the arrival of truth, finally. my spirit feels stronger now that it is even a bit more aligned to home.

there is a lot to do but i am grateful i don't feel anxious about it right now - the usual disposition i battle with on sundays, especially sunday nights. i am dressed pretty casually for mass today, with a hoodie. which i stole from my sister. i've forgotten to mention the other day that at ash wednesday mass v pointed out a girl who looked like my sister and at first i didn't see it... then i realised that it did look like the her, but from 6 years ago. it makes sense, that's how v would've remembered her. it was surprising to discover how quickly my eyes welled up. even though i don't necessarily think about missing her all the time. it's always there, and when triggered, it comes easily, not turbulently, gently even.

in church now and i am appreciating the blue and orange combination of the opening slide that says 1st sunday of lent.

the first few days of lent have been blessed, especially with the beginning of training. i have been reading waking the dead but im not sure if its tone is the right one for me to absorb right now. today i will look into some robert wicks books. or maybe i will continue james martin's Jesus.