Well in recent months this blog has gone the way of my others in that it's been neglected.
Partially through a growing sense of disillusionment regarding blogs, twitters,facebooks and all other forms of cyber socialising. And partially because I haven't felt that burning need in a long long time now; that need to purge myself in writing, and to communicate to the rest of the world some vital piece of knowledge or trivia that I feel the global village can't live without.
But now, yes now, I have something to relay. About a month ago I suddenly felt a burning spiritual and cultural need to go to mass again. The word "mass" will inform those of you au fait in matters theological that I am a Roman Catholic.
"Again" is perhaps a bit misleading because it might lead the reader to assume that I hadn't been to church in a few months due to the pressures of life, whereas the truth is that I've been a rock solid secular humanist, what the church calls an atheist, for at least the last 10 years if not more.
This burning spiritual and cultural need was sparked by a few things both external and internal.
And on my first attendance at a Catholic mass after many years I was pleasantly surprised at the spiritual and cultural sense of belonging it gave me.
It was like coming home after a long self-imposed absence and wondering why I ever left.
The Catholic church in my home town in Sweden is not much to write home about, it being as it is a converted large old fashioned 3 room flat in a Victorian mansion block. It was made into a Church and consecrated in the 1950s.
That said it is beautiful and elegant in its own way and I expect to spend many more masses there.