Thus far, certainly not the Lenten journey I had anticipated, but an enticing one, nonetheless. I have found myself slavishly working, real compulsive workaholism, punishing myself — perhaps for having things — by working at things I care about not one wit. Self destructive to the max. And so I will pray to be delivered from this, to cease to think that I must be doing, doing, doing to be worthwhile, and to turn my attention to those things I sense are in fact worthwhile, and to make time to become refreshed. And this seems to be the Lenten transfiguration that I did not expect, but that I am graced to receive.
I find the picture below to be quite refreshing. It reminds me of a step-waterfall not far from here that I used to walk by each morning on the way to yoga. An image to keep in mind as I pray.