I suppose it’s natural to forget that we’re eternal beings. Maybe if we can remember that, we wouldn’t be in such a hurry. I feel better when I realize I’m not the only one calling the shots here; I have a higher self.
After doing whatever it is I think I should be doing, there comes a time to put down the pen and simply appreciate. We’re not always on the same wavelength as our higher self, but that’s OK. We can still respect the sanctity of a single lamp turned on at 2am.
The mind is hungry for knowledge. I’m devouring all sorts of information about everything under the sun (and beyond). And with this, another leaf sprouts on the branch.