I woke this morning to being stomped on, having pulled the mattress into the living room to sleep under the air conditioner. It's gotten hot already, and this is what we do every year in this old 1920 farmhouse we live in. Kids had the Qubo channel blasting and my husband's Star Wars' video game had some kind of alarm going off which apparently had invaded my dreams.
Spent the day on the computer reading a new friend's blog about his book which he's working on called the Family of Dog Series and some of his completed chapters which he had sent me. When I was finished with that I picked up the Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley and had almost finished it (in the bathroom, where I get my best reading done) when one of my daughters apparently put a wet washcloth inside of it causing me to have to postpone finishing it until it's dry now.
Got the peaches from the meager harvest of the little broken tree in the back yard which I have so valiantly tried to save these four years we've lived here and is now propped up by boards and a large wooden cross and I cut them up and made a cobbler for the kiddos as expected every year. Before I started the whole ordeal I went into the back yard and thanked the tree again and then hailed the sun with Liber Resh vel Helios- a solar adoration I do four times a day.
The cobbler took forever to finally cook, and afterward I bathed the two littlest ones, hailed the sun one more time at sunset and shoo'd them all back upstairs to 'kidland' to bed. I'm so grateful for bedtime, the only time of the day when my mind and body and thoughts are mainly my own.
I have intention to sit down tonight after midnight for meditation, using Liber E, doing some asana sitting and pranayama in my temple. During the school year I generally do these meditations at noon until three when the kids are in school. During the winter and break times, I'm lucky to get to the temple at all, and generally it is better received by all if I do it while everyone is asleep.
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