Routines

Strange thought, this morning: I have a specific to-do list every day, mostly involving my morning rituals, but they are so routine that I have hardly any thought of what to do next. Hmm.

I guess they call that being in auto-pilot mode.

However, I am not unmindful. My constant thought has to do with what the Sun (in Apollo robes) told me I was to do daily in my Inner Guide Meditation: think about him. I do, constantly.

I’m well-aware that the Sun represents a God-like figure in the pantheon of my heavenly creatures. And because there’s a sun shining daily, in fair and foul weather, it isn’t hard to remember to reflect his light.

I can do nothing more spiritualizing than that.