Blessings of love and light to you.
During this week's born day mediflection, I've fallen short of the standard that I've set for myself. It was an extensively social weekend, that carried on right until the very end. I still showed up for myself and observed, but I don't believe I played full out. It's okay though, I can allow myself a bit of grace. I forgive myself for succumbing to a slothful spirit. I am proud of myself for not beating myself up about it (at least not too much). I am proud of myself for picking up where I left off and staying committed to my reflections. I commit myself to continually trying to do better than I did yesterday. Besides sunday, the last week in general was a bit haphazard in the way I moved or took action. Too much of one thing, not enough of another. I felt productive, and loved the things that I was doing, but it lacked structure and priority. I'm still learning and strive to build a more functional structure for myself, my earthly obligations, and the work that soul yearns.
Ugo Agoruah
