March 21

... is the feast of St. Benedict, whom I've always respected greatly. Of course, it comes from the fact that the congregation I once wanted to join (but left after two years for reasons) was based on St. Benedict's Rule, but I kept respecting him even after I had left the convent. What I value most in his teachings is the discretion - which, in his terms, means something entirely different than we understand it now. By St. Benedict, discretion meant to judge every brother by his own merits and needs. Weakness was something he accepted, instead of considering it a fault, and he was decidedly against extremes. Many people could learn a great deal from him, even in these times.

Especially in these times when being tolerant and understanding has long gone out of fashion.

Okay, that was the philosophical addition to the day. Otherwise, I spent the morning at the post office, the bank, the pharmacy, the supermarket and three different shops that sell craft supplies (Kik, Pepco and Tedi, respectively). Spent a great deal of money, which is always liberating. *g*

In the afternoon, I've decorated the third batch of cookies made yesterday, prepared things for the last leg of Easter baking, which will take place tomorrow, and by the time I finished that, it was evening already. I know I've whined about this several times, but the older I get, the faster the days are over. *sigh*

No writing today, and only a tiny bit of crafting before I'd have started my grand tour through the shops.