Day Three Post YALP

It is the third day after returning from YALP, I am still readjusting to normal life. I tried to write my other blog, and I just took the whole thing down. There was no flow, and I ended up writing my depressing reflections on how the world is doomed by climate change. Yes, it is important to think about, but it was a negative way to start my day, and left me tempted to ban reading the news at breakfast time.

If the energy is still flowing for this blog, then I will follow that until it changes. This blog isn't about my normal life, it is about the spiritual life, though arguably being born is a spiritual experience.

This blog is really about charting my progress through YALP, and probably for exploring some ideas about Quakerism, and anything else related. I don't want to mix up the purpose of the blog, and why it started, by continuing it outside of Woodbrooke, but if this works, then I will continue.

I will see how it unfolds. I will see what new concepts arise, perhaps a blog about trying to live a spiritual life, or consume responsibly, a post on writing as a spiritual practise, or exploring equality in Quakerism, and how that has arisen and what means. I will take it day by day, and see what develops.

Perhaps I am still reflecting on the past week, and not ready to move on just yet. During the Quiet Day, I seemed to enter this peaceful space, and I switched off my constant background music, and it is seems like I am somehow still in that space. I didn't really leave the silence behind. Right now, I am listening to the rain tapping on my window, some distant sounds of people moving in the building, my fingers on the keyboard.

On the tube, I watched people, and listened to people, and thought of very little. I lived in a bubble of music as much as possible, always drowning out the world around me. Now, everything has changed for a time.

Life is still stressful. I still had to fight to find time to even do some basic work on my writing project. There are twenty different practical life tasks that demand my attention all at the same time. Even with time management and prioritisation, the to do list never ends. To be busy can be pleasant, or it can be stressful. I am finding it a mixture of both. But I will keep swimming whatever life throws at me, as they say in 'Finding Nemo.'
  

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