I must write.

I was reading old writings of mines and was pushed to start writing (again) and I am committed to writing daily (again and again).

Yesterday I drove around on a near empty gas tank for an extra half an hour looking for a gas station. I was so anxious and frustrated.

This happens to me quite often as a resilient procrastinator. You’d think I’d learn my lesson by now. Oh lord, help me learn my lesson.

The soul of the sluggard craves and gets nothing, while the soul of the diligent is richly supplied. Proverbs 13:4

The sluggard does not plow in the autumn; he will seek at harvest and have nothing. Proverbs 20:4

Persistent, profane procrastination postliminary penetrates our pure permanence producing penitence.
A couple of weeks ago a dad took his son to our yoga class and he was so well behaved. The child actually attempted to do the poses. I pondered on this and suddently began to want to bring Minno into a class one day, you know just to try it out.
Minno was not that kid, he was way too into looking at himself in the mirror and jumping and thumping on the mat.
Nonetheless, I got a couple of judgy looks, I honestly didnt care. I wanted to enjoy having him around me in my practice. Plus, I wanted him to try something new.

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6

Enough about yesterday, today is a new day.
Work is slow as usual, the days seem to be getting longer and longer.
Today doenst seem so bad, maybe it’s because it is Friday.
“May our souls behold humility, I keep hearing this

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