Been spending one day a week in the hallowed chambers of the church office meeting room revealing my deeper, darker secrets to Raj. Playing the part of intercessory therapist, he's been helping me sound out the motivations of my heart. Pretty fruitful so far - the last one saw him explaining to me that part of growing up involves tempering my emo-rocket fuel with navigational gizmos so i don't go firing off in the wrong directions. Hot Damn. Feels like i need a total rewiring. =)
On to other more importants ramblings. God damn i missed Soul Action. The essence of it rather, cos i couldn't relate to the testimonies and tearful stories. I mean it was all massively touching but i wasn't there to pick up trash or scoop goop out of drains. So i couldn't feel it as viscerally as Colin or Aunty Lei Wah or Des or whoever. No wet cheeks for me. Wish i been more a part of the festivities though.
