Somedays this just helps:

Wondering what it would look like in my heart...to be completely ok with who I am...to not be so hard on myself....to have my BODY feel serenity?

Sometimes I think it may take a drastic change...like to live in a monastery and wear broomskirts and beads and sculpt pottery and chant and walk in nature for days on end.

What if being ok with myself means that I crave the excitement of change...and I'm ok with that. Feel this obligation to discipline myself and be ok with boredom. Then my soul screams out there is no adventure in that life. What is it specifically about adventure that wakes me up so much?

Ok..enough Jack Handy for the day...get to go do work I love....(and for that...I'm grateful).