Fallow Times

I woke up this morning, too early if you ask me, but the birds were singing a whole symphony outside my window making sleep no longer an option. Rather than waste a lot of time on Facebook, which is the sort of meaningless thing I do when I don't want to get out of bed I chose to make my laziness more productive and actually look for and read things of interest. This morning I found two posts on the same topic, one that I haven't really heard much discussion about.

Satsekhem's Post on Fallow Times

Dver's Post on Fallow Times

I have noticed that often times there's not a lot of serious and honest talk about the dark parts and rough patches that all spiritual paths hit (or maybe I am looking in the wrong places). I know I've hit a lot of this mostly dealing with 1 and then exacerbated by 3 on Satsekhem's list:

1. Simply put, it’s the mundane overpowering the spiritual.
2. The gods are busy.
3. We want it so badly, we block ourselves.
4. It’s a test.
5. There’s a problem.

Though for me I lump 1 and 3 together and call it college. Now I find myself actually coming out of a fallow period brought about by working two jobs and doing a ton of running around on top of it. I find this the most dangerous time, for me at least, when the shoots are young and a single frost could ruin everything, albeit a frost of my own making.

I think right now I'm being tested, though I'll get into details once I pass through to the other side of it. Though this test isn't a true fallow period, it could become one, I am looking for advice and all I get is a sort of feeling akin to a gentle knowing smile and "I know you'll figure it out soon" attitude from the Lady in question. The thing is I seem to be looking in all the wrong places, but as I ponder through it now I get an image of a labyrinth, the walking kind. That might be a good idea....to find one and walk it. The Lady does like labyrinths. 

I knew one day this might come in handy.

So there are 6 in my area, three in churches, one is portable and borrowable by donation, one is a outdoor memorial at a Chatham University just down the road from Pitt, where I attended school, now near work, and another is by the Mon in Homestead, and looks gorgeous. Now it's simply a matter of finding time to go and walk one or the other to see what happens.

Well that's as much as I have for now, time to cuddle up and catch up on a tv show before I do more productive things (hopefully).

Blessings,

Satiah