I am absolutely tired from meeting Kar in the morning to then meeting Debo and See Dhir in the evening and putting in work in between.
The good news is that my football article has been approved and my pitch for the sailing article has been vetted.
I will likely have to get on the field to get quotes for this one.
I sat and created an Excel sheet for YI today. I thought I'd sit and write a little after coming back from Yari Road but I'm truly tired. I've also not been going for walks in the morning.
I might as well get all my writing done before 7 o clock pm and read at night.
The Dalai Lama says, "Sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck."
I can't shake A from my mind. I really am one of his true well-wishers.
Somehow not having him has made me more disciplined and geared.
Bu came in the morning and shouted for something or the other and left abruptly.
I read a little about oneness of self and environment. This is the same thing as Jung's synchronicity.
If we are not confident within that would reflect in the environment. It's vital to have conviction.
I must forge ahead spreading love, joy and cheer wherever I go with the conviction that I'm a winner.
I am feeling:
A little disheartened
Eager
Focused
Positive
Happy
Lovely
Sweet
Optimistic
Hopeful
Full of love
I must have more vibrant gushing life force.
I am grateful for all the yummy food I ate today.
I am grateful for all of life's experiences.
I am grateful that I read.
I am grateful that Kar wants to work with me.
I am grateful that I'm writing articles.
I am grateful for all the small and big ways that I'm supported by the Universe.
I am grateful for Ma and Baba.
I am grateful for Bu. I must change my heart towards him.
I am grateful for love.
I am grateful for life. Life is fleeting, it passes by in a jiffy. I am sure I will make the best of each moment and each day.
I am grateful for money. (I always think I have to pay A back.)
I am grateful for work.
I am grateful for all my friends.
I am going to read and chant and sleep now.
Love,
Me.
9.28 pm
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