Dear Diary,
How do we know we are on the right track? What does it mean to live truthfully according to our authentic identity? These are tough questions with simple but sometimes illusive answers. I'm sticking with an answer that seems as honest as I am capable of. I'm doing the best I can. Every day. And when I lose sight or get off track, I am quick to revert to some old habits and thought patterns. I was getting quite discouraged until I realized that this is NORMAL. Every one struggles with the ebb and flow of focus and dedication. The difference between the master and the apprentice is how quickly we recognize our deviation and take steps to correct it. Note I didn't say how quickly we correct it...just how quickly we take the steps toward correction. It's the desire to keep moving toward truth that indicates a success. In that regard, I'm happy to report I am a success. Last week I was quite ill and allowed the illness to derail a few key things. This week I gave into the thoughts of inadequacy and wanting to have someone rescue me. I forgot that I already have everything I need. Sometimes the best thing to do is stop. Stop everything and Breathe.

BREATHE

It is all here, the things I need to know.
A kaleidoscope of thoughts and images my memory to stow.

And I, in a flurry of activity, reach for strands unknown,
Chaotic and unfocused among the things I have been shown.

"Breathe", He whispers into my heart with tenderness and love.
I am but one among the many who guide you from above.

"Be still my child", He commands, “and know that I am God”.
And with assurance of His grace, humbly I nod.

I try and try and try again with effort growing warm.
And in each passing moment, I sink deeper in the storm.

Frustrated tears of anger spent I crumble to the floor,
Empty of all selfish need I hear the words once more.

Breathe my love, and listen more to Me,
Stop trying to do everything and learn just how to be...