So far I’m making it through Triduum okay. I’ve been chatting with friends online and in person. I went to my NAMI support meeting last night. I’m going to a movie tonight. I’ve been reading my books about women with bipolar. We’re not changing our eating habits for the three days… I’m not attending services… I’m ignoring, for the most part, the activities of all my pastor friends this week… [Sorry everyone! There’s quite a lot of you!] I’m making it so far.
I had a wonderful conversation with several friends on Twitter this morning, about the struggles we were having with Holy Week this year. A very refreshing conversation to know others were in similar places from their former places of leadership during this time of the liturgical year.
Out of one of the conversations about religious experience came the thought, yet again, that all of my religious experiences may not have been mania, but divine moments as well. I haven’t figured out the difference yet. So, I agreed it was time to take a new opportunity to write about the experiences and see where some understanding could be. It would seem I would need to talk with someone who knows quite a bit about both mysticism AND mania. I know they can go together, yet I don’t know if they have for me. Maybe they are one or the other.
Another opportunity to write also came up, an opportunity to write with someone. I’ll remain cryptic about that for now until we see what actually comes of it.
Onward through this season! I’ll make it through to the other side of Easter.