New beginning (Fair Weather Gnosticism?)

For those who may have noticed my abscence, I haven't not fallen off the planet. With a near total collapse of the mundane/material aspects of my life, over the past 9 months, I lost sight of certain elements of my lifestyle. It's so easy to keep up a spiritual practice when the illusion of life is at least pleasant to some degree. When the excreted matter hits the rotating blades, however, I quickly retreat to a defensive setting, a war footing as I call it, where I forget that this Black Iron Prison is just an illusion. Or at least a building to which I hold the keys.

The ironic thing about this "fair weather Gnosticism" is that a spiritual practice can often provide the strength to get through the challenges of life. Whether this is just the moments break of quiet contemplation, or the change of perspective that often stems from such practices.

While my mundane, flat-world life is by no means fully back to normal, I feel it's time for me to remember what I've allowed myself to forget over the past months.