A sunny morning for the 30th of September. So many things to do and yet I am stuck, not knowing how to start. I couldn’t very well take a run at it, not knowing what and how. Worse of all I don’t feel like it. I’m feeling what the Greeks call acedia, the inability to care. It’s no stranger to me but it’s the first time I’ve encounter the word that describes it so well. I have to give much thanks for Kathleen Norris and her book Acedia & Me: A Marriage, Monks, and a Writer’s Life.

I do feel a wee better now that I’ve spoken out. I’ve broken the ice and can take a run at things. It’s the last day of September. It’s a agood bye to the old and hello to October tomorrow. It will be a start for another month of the Ultimate Blog Challlenge. I’m limbering up my fingers and shaking awake my brain. I tend to be a mental as well as a spiritual sloth. How can I motivate myself to wake, care and feel passion for all that is in the here and now? Perhaps that will be my theme to explore for the next month.