Certified!

So, for the last four weeks, not only have I been getting to work before dawn, but I have also been taking Wednesday night classes provided by my chapel in order to be a certified healer and to start offering healing to members of our congregation before the Sunday services. There were only four classes so we all got certificates last night. And actually my mom and I both took the class and were feeling a pretty unique blend of mellow euphoria. The classes were ending at 9 so when I had attended the first class, I was concerned about whether I would get enough sleep but falling asleep after 90 minutes of meditative blissfulness, the sleep I was getting tended to be more recuperative and restorative even if a bit shorter than I'd normally like.
I know I talk an awful lot about my sleeping and eating needs but it's an honest representation of what I tend to think about during the course of the day. I often find myself thinking or, when things are getting serious, even muttering that I'm tired or hungry. (The use of the word "serious" here is meant as a humorous exaggeration, in case the tone doesn't translate to the written word.)