Today I feel tired and stiff after yesterday’s exertions, but I’m more contented than the previous few days. I noticed this morning, in the minute or two between getting up and starting my exercises, that I (or my mind) was trying to make me feel bad. As I recall it wasn’t anything in particular, it was just general pessimism and gloom. If this is how I start my day it is no wonder I worry so much.
Karaj said yesterday that we will have to celebrate our achievements in the garden. As I sit here now, I wonder whether I could benefit from celebrating my own progress more often. I don’t celebrate my achievements at all. I am too busy hurrying to make more progress. If I allow myself a regular celebration of who I am and what I have achieved, it will help me to keep my focus on just how far I have come.