Monday morning. Taxes are ready to be mailed, which brings a sigh of relief. But then the accountant will call me with questions about this and that and that will send me scrambling again.

Friday I forgot to take my nightly meds and by the middle of the night I was in pain. I didn’t realize the reason for the pain until the next morning. There sat my meds in the little dish. I only slept a few hours, so last night I slept 8 hours without waking up once. I took the meds and then was drowsy for the rest of the day.

Spring has arrived too early; I guess global warming is responsible. Of course there will be brief periods of of cold, but all the spring things are pushing up through the soil.

Truth is ever-present and is the background for our lives whether we know it or not. It is easier for me to know it when things are going well and harder when I hit earthly snags.

I will continue on with my downsizing little by little. There are things I can’t do yet because of covid. After the second shot I will breathe a little easier. I enjoy the isolation from the world and grateful that it is possible for me to continue it.

After having gone through the Trump era totally absorbed in his evil, I must now step back from politics. Even though he is gone, the Republican Party will remain dangerous to America.

I am enough threat to myself to worry about politics. There is no place where the spiritual student can rest satisfied because testing is ongoing. May I be ready when the next challenge occurs.

Vicki Woodyard