I didn’t want to do my ritual work this morning. I’m still not feeling completely up to par, the morning was cold, and all I wanted was to pull the covers up and stay in bed a little longer.
In a play on Elizabeth Warren’s bold actions, “nevertheless, I persisted.” I dragged myself out of bed, grabbed a sweatshirt, turned the heat up, and prepared for my morning activities. Or, perhaps I should give Ma’at the credit. Yes, indeed.
I think it is interesting that — as often as not — when I don’t feel inclined to do ritual work, I’m most apt to receive valuable ideas, inspirations, and insights.
Thank you, Ma’at, for dragging me out of bed.