I lit a candle. That may not sounds like much, but its the first one I have lit with any intent other than providing light during a black-out in a tad over 4 years. I also had some incense burning (rose). Watching the soft glow and the flame of the candle (pink) mingle with the smoke of the incense brought a very comfortable familiar feeling to me. I did not stare at it that long really, but did have a good look and it just felt..right.

I was writing in my notebook/will be learning journal. I decided to try and tackle a question in the O&M book. Im not actually a student (of o&m) as yet, waiting to see if I will be suitable as a face to face student rather than online but have some books anyway (book-a-holic). I feel like im a dog chasing its tail as I have so far managed to debate with myself on paper on 3 occasions with yet more arguments in my head. I feel like its good for me though, to really examine something, make me think about it. I may be old and grey by the time I make my way through it (the book) but it will have been a journey well spent.