Tuesday, May 25
Unfortunately I've been neglecting my meditation these last few days. On Saturday I felt too bad to try it so didn't bother, then on Sunday I just completely forgot. Yesterday evening I was feeling bad again due to eating too much and went for a lay down. Then I realised I was meant to be going to the meditation class. Oops. Luckily there was still quite a bit of time before I had to leave, so I didn't arrive late. Jenny and her friends weren't there this time, but Katie was and she'd brought a friend, who apparently was a member of a band she's in. During the session we experimented with music and mantra, then afterwards we went to the pub for a pint. The conversation was mostly between Katie and her friend about music, and I had nothing to contribute. But at least I was out of the house, and I didn't even have to buy my own drinks. We walked back home through the park. The light was almost gone, though there was still the odd cluster of people around, sitting near a fire. People have been making many fires in the park recently, and there's charred grass everywhere. Huge piles of rubbish sit by the unemptied bins, but even more is scattered across the ground, with no attempt to tidy it. This saddens me. A small crescent waxing moon was in the sky, and I felt completely alive. I've not been able to go out for walks at night since I was living with Simon, as it's not entirely safe to wander around on my own, and I had forgotten how much I love the night, how it energises me. It brought back memories of walking to the woods at midnight or later, lighting a fire in the quarry and sitting by it and talking for an hour or so. It's another part of my Craft life which I've been neglecting, and I want to reclaim it now. Like at the first meditation class last Monday, when after about ten minutes of exercises, people's auras suddenly popped up. I almost giggled at it, I'd forgotten all about auras, but it was good to see them back. I've missed the Craft.
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