Getting better

In many ways. I have to be thankful that I'm able to dive down to the bottom and crawl back out. I spend days in the fog of my own war, but emerge, eventually. Progress has been spotty. Still, I need to fete the gains and integrate those tiny crumbs of insight, rather than indulge the impatience that laps at my mind. Life is a beautiful mystery and revelations are rare. I need to embrace the mystery. I want to worship the mystery and forgive myself for seeking explanation at every turn.

[pictured here: calendar, journal, book - 

You are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting Your Greatness and Start Living an Awesome Life,

 and my shitty knitting]

Knitting is meditative. It relaxes my mind. I'm thankful for my beautiful shitty knitting.