Journal, Spirituality, Thor

I have come through another week.  Each day I pray.  I feel the presence of God in Creation.  I have had a cold. First runny nose then sore throat. I’ve rested and done all the things I do for laryngitis. I’ve wondered if this were a result of the pollen and allergies. It was covid with the difficulty breathing.  Just a plain old cold like the ones of childhood. Later they’d come when I was not getting enough rest.  I ate all the soup I had.  Each day got better. I worked from home and didn’t go to the men’s meeting.  This morning I don’t feel as infectious. 

I love my Thor Hurricane Home.

I woke to find 4 little yellow rubber ducks on my doorstep.  The message was that someone liked my jeep.  

My printer came without the power cable. I talked to Amazon and they sent out another. It’s a tad bigger than I thought but HP laser jet with a contract for ink.  I’m supposed to be working on my book.  I’ve made some progress.  I have the canon portable printer but it’s slow and quality is low . An office expense.  

The Iran war continues along with the Ukraine war.  Our prime minister is a disappointing ally of Commuist China.  

I’m waiting for the opportunity to take my Jeep Wrangler to E&H hitch Laney to get the blue ox hitch so I can tow it behind the Thor motorhome.  I feel I’ll be free then on more so. I want to sell my Harley or my Vespa.  I really could sell both and get an electric bike with a carrier for Madagon.

I walked with Peter and Bella and Luka and Madigan and he said “you’re a jeep guy’. Others are concerned about my being on 2 wheels while I just want to lighten up and reduce so be truly mobile, much like I was on the sailboat. Now I’ve two motorcycles an and a camper.  I don’t get much money back on sales but storage and license continues to be an outgoing cost. I like my Harley and have paid my dues to be a member of the club.  Much the same as sailing . Ironically I feel I relate more to the Vespa crowd.  There’s is male female division. . The Thor and Jeep are unisex, the Harley male and the Vespa female. 

I was listening to a feminizing tape and checking out a voice analyzer.  A couple of patients are in transition and I’m part of their journey prescribing hormones.  The long time endocrinologist I worked with is retiring but has recommended a couple of alternatives.

My back has been quite diabolical.  It’s improved with the chiropractor and there are good dans and bad days but with the could and cough it’s been at burden.  I really need to do more exercise and stretching and resist self pity. I liked Clint Easton saying “I don’t let the old man in’.  That’s what I’m doing.

I’d planned on going to the art gallery to see the latest showing.  To honor the event I thought to get a new gown or even a dress but a jean skirt would be sufficient.  A couple of years back I attended the last one show she had and participated as such.  The only trouble was the cold knocked me down. I did get my nails done to stop my incessant nail biting but already two gels have broken off..  I feel a bit of a vagabond and not at all put together.  

The fact is I got through a week of work. I use the term ‘got through’ like I did with boating and had a passage of rapids.  I have to be attentive in my work.  I takes a lot of concentration which Is what is difficult when the sinuse are full.

I have to take back the first printer in its box to be returned to Amazon .  I have the old coffee roaster to dispose of. I think it’s good and only needed cleaning but now i have the one like I had before and it’s much better though big for the space.  I’ve delicious Ethiopian coffee proabably a week’s supply whereas the old one only did a day or two.  A lot of work for little reward.

I’ve been watching Battlsstarr Galactica, an old series I saw a little of.  I’m enjoying it more. I continue to watch episodes of NCIS I haven’t seen and Boston Blue and Blue Bloods.  I love each week when a new episode of Marthsals come out.

On audio in the car and walking I continue to listen to a history of the Orthodox Church.  

I took a gulp of water last time I swim and think that’s how I got the cold.  I got the flue in Palm Springs when I was swimming in the pool there. It’s purely superstitious and lacks scientifica validity but that’s my personal cause and effect scenario so I won’t be swimming today. It’s amazing how nothing negative is associated with chocolate or icecreme so Idont give up those.  But I was enjoying swimming.  I’ll have a shower today.  

Right now another coffee. I’ve had a banana and have a quiche to eat. 

Victor called and he’s sold the quad and trailer so I’ll get a few thousand. I ‘m asking him to sell the rifle too so will have to drive out to drop that off and pick up some money I can put to the car loan.  I’d like to see that debt come down. Just talking to Victor tired me out though. So today’s going to have to be  another rest day to get over this cold.  My weekend for recuperation.  

I got him out for a walk and he pooped. Now he’s lying across from me napping.  

The quiche is delicious. Water a flu and feed a cold. I’m enjoying this feeding part.  But the effort makes me want to lie down.  We’re supposed to walk after a meal. 

There’s meeting tomorrow morning and again on Sunday morning. I’ll be glad to be at a meeting. Eating I just feel like going back to sleep. I’ve another coffee coming and I’m planning on a shower but a nap may have to precede that . The quiche had spicy sausage in it.  Delicious.

God is one day at a time. Now is all I have.  I’ve woken to another gift of a day. I got excited about driving out to Chillowack but blowing my nose took the enthusiasm away.  The coffee sure tastes good but doesn’t change the desire for a nap

God is good all of the time.

The relationship with Jesus, advocate, who who took away the sins of the world, my confessor, conscience.  I can do things tomorrow. 

The Orthodox Church is big on the Jesus Prayer prayer.  Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me a sinner.  I think of God as perfect and humans as imprecise and sinner isn’t something dirty or bad but rather a person who misses the mark.  Good intentions perhaps but errs.  Have mercy suggest a punishing God, like the OT Yahweh.  But that’s just possible the scientific laws of cause and effect.  With guidance and intercession my errors need not be so great and indeed have an advocate before judgement. I want to have free speech and win politically but don’t wat to be financially hurt.  I fear for my old age and that’s a problem. Yet today I don’t feel robust.  I wonder if my decisions selling things isnt just a product of the invalidism I feel with this back pain.  If I exercised more and was more active perhaps I’d then keep the Harley.  I’m thinking of going out to a lake Harrison, Okanagan , Nakusp for a few weeks this summer.  I’m drawn to hotsprings.  But I’d like to swim in the lake. Harrison would suffice.  After I get the hitch settled I’ll be able to move onto the the next plan . I serve in my work. But I have to write the first of three books.  The printer is part of that strategy.  I ask God for his will for me. I ask God that I may know him more.