Monday Morning, Burnaby,Journal

I began my morning dressed in purple.  My dreams were chaos I didn’t recall. I like the routine of the bathroom.  Shaving, brushing hair, brushing teeth.  Sitting to meditate and prayer.  I’m a little disconnected.  Concentration down but I still sense the God of Creation. The interconnectedness is there.  

I’m not into exercise. Stretching some. Resting on yesterday’s long walk and swim; Yesterday I did 8700 steps.

Today the power was out. It was in the neighbourhood.  I saw a neighbour had started the vehicle and generator. I met Mac and he said the BC hydro graph showed the whole area outage.  By the time Madigan had pooped the hydro had returned.

I enjoyed listening to a woman on a podcast talk of being ‘penetrated’.  She admitted that she when she flirted and was interested in a man she wanted him to ‘penetrate’ her She said she loved the feeling of his pounding her and the release when she felt a flood insider and felt herself surrender.  

I remember reading Hound of Heaven and realizing God was wanting find me while I was chasing him.  Now I had a similiar small epiphany that women sought the same sensation of release. I had begun thinking they only ‘did it’ for other reasons, money, company, etc.  I enjoyed her saying she liked having orgasms.  On her own and and with another.  It seemed so simple and uncomplicated.  I confess I didn’t think about it much since I ‘took so much for granted’ but then with the increasing anti male politic and ‘toxic masculinity’ and men never getting it ‘right’, slow hand, fast hand, chasing her fluctuating moods and increasing barriers, then the whole denigration of the male and the constant media negation of the male and the childlike delegation of the male and the woman as emperor and somehow the loss of simplicity.  

It was reassuring.  

Hedonism is the seeking of pleasure.  Pleasure is to know God.  Spiritual surrender.  The Spiritual Orgasm, not limited to the body parts or person but of the world exploding with joy and bliss.  I wake each morning and all my senses are assailed. 

God is good all of the time,  

I closed my FB and now am reading X occasionally.  Journalling more.  The Merry Maids are coming at noon  and I’m looking forward to the place being clean.  

I’ve work today and hope to take my laundry in.  I’m having more free time and down time with the vehicles and bank issues resolving.  Everything is being paid for. The money flow is there. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel.  Just waiting for the Blue Ox hitch to be scheduled.  

I’m planning on selling the 300 win mag and really am considering selling the Harley Nightster Special .  The Vespa meets all my needs but I’m looking at folding big wheel electric bicycles with a rear carrying space.  They range $1000 to $2500 and with the Jeep now would serve all my purposes. I really enjoy the Vespa for grocery shopping.  I could take the Harley on a Pemberton circle ride.  But I’m more anxious about risk. I’d be happy enough with the jeep or motorhome.  

I’m planning a couple of weeks in the country with Thor by a lake but now need to figure what lake. 

Thank you Jesus for this day.