Not up for a spiritual post this week, I guess.

I've had this window open for four hours now, and haven't typed one damn thing.

Oh, I have ideas for posts: discussing the neo-pagan "In perfect love and perfect trust," or discussing why I don't pray "Coyote, you are here. Coyote, I am here." But I haven't really had any clear thoughts about what I want to say about either.

And, of course, there's the follow-up to last week's post about "wintry spirituality," but I'm not sure what I have to say on that topic, either. Not yet, anyway.

So, instead, I am typing up this post to say that I have nothing to say.

How very meta.