I served for the first time at the altar today.

It was generally agreed that I had done very well at this, and that my inexperience didn't detract at all from the general flow of energy.

Quite likely, I've done this in lifetimes before, though I don't remember where or when.

Or maybe I never did it before. Maybe I just have a natural instinct and enthusiasm that comes from someone eager to find a new area of focus. At least, it seems to be helpful, for what it's worth.

Yeah, I'm still a dirty furry with my own vices, but they don't care; as our bishop likes to say, they don't look for perfection, but wholeness. The Gnostic take on morals is pretty similar to the Buddhist one: avoid severe misconduct but don't worry that every little thing is going to send you to Hell. And for what it's worth, I'm less debauched than I used to be, but that was more of a personal change that came from no longer feeling like it was really helpful to spend so much energy looking for good times; nobody told me to live this way, I just had to reach a point in my life where my priorities shifted and it came naturally.

Long story short, I have a future in this church I guess. The change has been good for me and has worked so well with the organic changes I was already going through that I'm probably in it to stay.