“We’re miserable because we think that we are mere individuals, alone with our fears and flaws and resentments and mortality. We wrongly believe that our limited little egos constitute our whole entire nature. We have failed to recognize our deeper divine character. We don’t realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme Self who is eternally at peace.”

I just realized that today is December Fifteenth. Two weeks until the end of the year, and seriously, where has the time gone? I feel like I have been all over the place this year, emotionally and physically, and that’s actually true. My year has had many peaks and valleys, and I’m surprised to admit that none of what’s happened has been bad. Even at my lowest, it wasn’t bad, and those times definitely needed to happen (as cliche as that sounds).

An “End of the Year” entry is forthcoming. Not today.

I am starting to feel less anxious, but only slightly. The gloom hasn’t passed, but again, I can’t focus it on any real reason. I just feel…off. I wish I could give my friends and family what they deserve during the holidays, but I am always playing catch up. If it’s not one thing, it’s another, and I feel terrible about not being able to give. There is an end in sight, and I’m just too impatient I guess.

Okay, back to work.