Cold and cloudy, contemplation

Again, this morning was spent with a sense of sadness.  The last of my friends left several days ago.  Giving offerings yesterday resulted in a strong sense of closure to the spiritual aspect of my journey.  And on top of that, the rain has slowed the flow of pilgrims to a trickle.  The season of pilgrimage is coming to a close, and I find myself alone in a small town with the rain, a few fishermen, and the elderly.

Over the past couple of weeks, I've been finding myself thinking more and more about my return home.  Among other things, dreading the inevitable search and return to work.  I struggle a lot with this part of my life.  And, not surprisingly, I've been receiving a number of harassing emails from my former employer.  Ick.  Classic bad relationship.

I have a week till I go home, and nothing to do.  I was feeling a bit lost, a not unfamiliar place.

But about mid day, doing yoga, it came to me that this was the perfect time to focus on my work, career, and related relationships, to regain inspiration.  I am actually very excited.  Among other things, I began reading "Sacred Economics", an excellent book on money and the economy.  I've decided to get coaching.  This feels like an excellent time to change these relationships.

So sweet.