Today feels like it could go either way. My monkey mind decided not to like my outfit and to hammer me all day with how uncool or whatever I look. That, my God-mind tells me, is a triviality compared to my mental health. My spiritual intention is to stay present in the felt-sense of God energy, which finally came to me during my commute after much journaling and pleading and chanting (on my walk from Penn) and a bit of listening, too. I’m very tired and head achey, so I’m also mindful that self compassion is desirable in place of self-pity, not self-punishment, which is where my inner saboteur takes me any time things don’t go the way my ego wants them to. Some mantras for the day (I like to rotate them): “Just this,” and “God Orderly Direction.”

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