This month has been an exercise in self discovery. I have been attempting to complete many thoughts, and none of them have yet born mature fruit.
First, there is The Restored Olympian Oracle.This little piece of research has grown in monstrous proportions to occupy almost all of my mind.
Next there is NaNoWriMo. Coupled with the Oracle, I had thought that I could couple the two, and use the impetus of the month to drive the production of the book. While I have been partially successful (approximately 15000 words thus far), it isn't what I really want to write. There are books inside of me that are trying to get out, but are blocked by the Oracle.
And there is the Stoic Order. There is a life in there, a transformation that is waiting to happen and to be shared. I see hints of it from time to time. Suggestions for practices, morning and evening, things that must be done on a monthly or quarterly basis to establish equilibrium. Yet it waits for another.
And there is the Dedicants Program, that which the order waits for. Many small flowers to pick there, small things to write that prove my position on my spiritual path. And where might that be?
The new proto-grove will require an increasing amount of attention as well. More will be needed from us, from our home.
And the Amazon.com ebooks, the house repairs, exercise, diet, debt, yard work, the future, the past, and my job.
As I said, many things. A now another "Do this one NOW" has reared it's head.
