I can never get my head round this "spiritual journey" thang. I'm already here and I'm not going anywhere else. If there's a spiritual journey, then it's going to have me hitting the buffers in a big spluttering mess one day. I'll have spent far too much time plotting my spiritual route and wondering if I'm going in the right direction. I might even start to fret about the meaning of life or whether I'm getting my spiritual fill, heaven forfend. Life is and should be deliciously earthbound, with time for flights of imagination, lots of reverie, serious bouts of reflection and private musings and occasional bouts of transcendent joy, but mostly down 'ere in the rough and tumble. A big patchwork quilt.