Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
‘Idál (Justice), 9 Rahmat (Mercy), 165 BE – Wednesday, July 2, 2008 about 5:08 PM PDT I'm taking baby steps. I'm working on my procrastination problem instead of procrastinating about working on it. I'm focusing on getting my edition of the Fantasy newsletter completed before I get the message that says it's due. I'm taking baby steps. I'm ignoring the fact that Mom only drys half a washer load of cloths at a time. If I look in the washer and find cloths still in there after Mom has started the dryer, I cloths the lid of the washer and go do something else. True it worries me that she does this, but it's not worth saying anything to Mom about it. It's not worth me worrying about it I'm taking baby steps. I'm attempting to let go and let God. I'm attempting to learn the difference between things I can do something about and things I can't do anything about. I'm not sure how good a job I'm doing at this. I can only hope that I'm taking action when necessary and letting it go when necessary. I'm taking baby steps. I'm getting my sense of humor back. I've stopped attempting to kick myself in the butt; it's physically impossible anyway. I'm listening to my gut feeling more. |