Sometimes I forget how much work it takes to feel religious, to see the holiness in everything every day. I got really used to just walking outside and feeling at peace with the world. Feeling that everything fit together, that it was all flowing correctly. It takes a lot of work to get to that space.
And lately I’ve been busy. I’ve been travelling a lot every day, not getting a lot of time to myself, and not spending my little time on important things like religion. (Instead I spent it on doing laundries and cooking and maintaining my home. Which are essentials.) I don’t regret it; I’ve been staying with my partner and spending a lot of time with him, and it’s great, but my altar has been sitting here, alone, without me.
You can, of course, live every day reminding yourself of the holy things, and thinking of your gods, and saying hello to the spirits. But sometimes you need to just sit and pray or meditate or clean up your altar. Sometimes you need to spend the time really getting into a sacred vibe.
I’ve been paying for this lack of activity. I’ve fallen into a funk and all the days seem to run together. Due in part to other factors, I’m sure, but…I really need my religion in order to function and to be happy.