Still working at the hotel. It has been over two years now without a day off. I'm beat, I don't know the last time I was able to sleep a full night. Its hard to write, or be spiritual, or get in touch with nature. I had a job interview...maybe that will pan out, and I can write freely again.
Its raining outside right now. I love the smell, and the sounds of rain. Things are starting to turn green, there's new life again in the world. It gets my thoughts turning, and churning. I'm still not sure where this long strange journey leads, I can barely see to the next bend in the road. But down it we'll walk. Leaning more away from "wiccan" type structure currently. Wandering down a more "shamanistic" path. We'll see where that leads, but I feel the pull. Sadly every time I try and meditate the phone rings, or someone bothers me in some other way, so sometimes it feels like one step forward and two steps back.
That's all for now.