Too tired for the gods

Two puppies sleep in the grass by people's out-stretched legs. A third puppy stands over them, mid-yawn. — A fierce yawn from the last puppy still awake.

One of the challenges of a religion without a central authority and professional clergy is that we are all responsible for our own spiritual health.

Even when times are good or even just a regular level of stressful, that's a lot of responsibility to shoulder, but probably no more arduous than all the other responsibilities of adulthood: physical health, mental health, financial maintenance, work responsibilities, volunteering, home care, family care... adulting is a juggling act for almost everyone.

The problems come when the going gets harder than usual. When there are complications with the other responsibilities of life, spiritual maintenance easily drops down on the list of priorities.

The risk is that when we most need our spirituality is when we don't have the time or energy to do it for ourselves.

Here's where I'm supposed to have answers, but I don't really have any. I'm too tired for the gods and too tired to decide what to do about it. That'll be a problem for another day, when my health is better, when my job situation stabilizes, when my puppy is a little older...