Talking to gods
I was walking last night, planning on talking to the musegoddess / egregore / HGA / watcher / anthropomorphic personified superego that deigns to hang around me from time to time. I wanted to express my frustration, let hir know that I wanted, nay, demanded more from life, from magick, from hir. Then I realised how arrogant I would sound, and began constructing respectful sounding sentences...
Mandalas can be wonderful aids to meditation: Sunstone by Keith Prossick