day to day - the illness and the bittersweet

I woke up this morning and my mind undermined me pretty drastically.

My mind takes me to places that are so fractured and seemingly 

out of control, out of order, out of function.

But I slowly accepted things today. Just as the priest finds whimsy

in the nuances of difference in each day's diving liturgy,

maybe too I can find a sweetness, if but a bitter sweet

acceptance about my daily nuances which my mind serves up. Acceptance for my emotional state

and again pushing forward with what I know what to do, is something

that is holding me together.

I know I can do the work here. The routine of it is both just the right kind

of assignment and also is a prescription for holding this disabled mind in health.

I slept in today. I am going down now to get some coffee and community

with the nuns. :)