The edges around my life are fraying. Can anyone identify? I slept not a wink last night. I finally got up at 4:30 and had breakfast. I went back to bed and simply couldn’t sleep.

I am getting yard work done today, so I must be dressed to give a check to the men who maintain the yard. Probably best to get dressed, anyway.

The edges are fraying all over the world. There is too much unnecessary death and sorrow . As humankind, we have gone berserk. I attribute much of it to the news. They exaggerate and exacerbate everything, for there is money to be made there. I fear we are in the process of killing off human life just for the sake of headlines. Everyone loses in this game.

Rob and I had a nice dinner out at our favorite Mexican restaurant and we finished off the day by doing a bit of grocery shopping. As soon as my head hit the pillow, the insomnia began.

Try as I might, I cannot pretend any longer. Positive thinking is wishful thinking, as those of us on the path know.

Let us play our parts as mindfully as we can.

We won’t get applauded for that, but at the very least we can stop lying to ourselves.

There is something wrong with us and only awareness can right our individual ships. We must be mindful of our selfishness and realize that there is only The Self and it is us.

Doing our inner work is vital because it will save us if not the world.

Sit in silence a part of each day. Someone is listening and it is you. Silence untangles the web of thoughts and emotions.

Keep listening to the silence. It rings with grace.

I had trouble writing this, which is very unusual for me. I will leave it be, however. Doing nothing can be a potent form of protest. I yield to what is.

Vicki Woodyard