Time is running together. Before Covid-19, it seemed to be able to separate itself. Now it is just one big “Snow Day,” and you know what you do on snow days. You eat too much. Food becomes a form of entertainment. As I sit here typing, I am making a vow to lose some weight.

I have not had much to say lately, for some reason. I made two videos and will post them soon. I am not sure what they are even about, since time is bending everything into one big fearsome mess.

My pre-awakening dream this morning was about visiting my late husband’s mother and helping her shop. But it was taking so long and then Bob disappeared into a store to do some shopping for himself. And I was tired of so much waiting….

I know you are waiting for me to say something serious (at least I am….) so here goes. The soul does not wear a watch or keep a calendar. Since it is infinite, our minds just go in loops trying to figure the world out. If you are a serious student like I am, you have seldom remembered yourself long enough to jump out of the loop.

Right now we are in a Virus Loop and within that, there is the “Black Lives Matter” loop and the political loop and the economic loop. No wonder we are all loopy! The soul knows what is going on, but since it doesn’t speak in words, it seems to not be of much help. I sense that any soul with a sence of humor is asking why we are taking life so seriously.

Since this is Sunday, a day of rest, I am going to watch myself being restless. Beyond the surface restlessness lies the calm Sea of the Soul. I am going to float around in it. I am going to let it nudge me into wonder that I am still here despite everything.

I know my soul is free and eternal. It is my support during these trying times. If we listen to our souls, the silence deepens. It deepens until it swallows us up for a period of regeneration. At some point it will regurgitate us and we will return to the Rat Race. All we have to remember is that we are not rats!

Asking who you are always lead to the same conclusion, which is “I don’t know.” A friend of mine uses “I don’t know” as a mantra. If you can manage to ask, you will receive the answer. IF it is in words, the answer is wrong. Words are just symbols of the higher reality. Behind them lies the light of God.

Vicki Woodyard