365 Days of Prayer – Day 129 – Making Sense

The days pass. I am enjoying my downtime. It has been years that I have been working hard long hours. I can breathe. I have time to plant, to tend, to harvest. I have time to sing, to drum, to pray, to embroider, to write.

Yet there lingers a sense of guilt.

Strange.

This is what I would like to make sense of. With all of this beauty around me, and a gift for making beautiful, why guilt?

Is this a guilt for being lucky enough to have a job and a home where I can retreat from the risk of contagion? Is this a guilt from being still when the impetus is to be often busy?

I step into the guilt, and it disappears, undefined.

And I am okay with that.

Creator, in these times that defy reason, allow me to accept the Mystery. Between my birth, and my death, and my Now, the Mystery is all that there is. Aho!

Author: Susan Hintz-Epstein

I am an artist, an intuitive Rune interpreter, a Reiki master, Mesa carrier, and student of the soul. Personally, my best answers to the question of life have come from my relationships, Nature, the Gurdjieff work, and a practical meditative/prayer life. Currently I am writing a book on my experiences with the Norns, Scandinavian goddesses of Destiny, and Hela, called Goddesses of the Nitty Gritty: Called to the Well of Being.