I fear that I don’t know what I’m doing. I am so afraid, so busy and so entrenched that I have lost myself in puddles of poop. I don’t have a more elegant way to put it, I know I should be distancing myself from falling into my to-do list but I can’t! I am 100% swimming in messes of my own making. The words ‘I fear’ are so humbling because they bring you back to some centre point, a deep-rooted place, where I live. (Note to self to think positive, chimes in.) No, I don’t live in fear anymore, I live in this middle place, floating towards abundance, I can either rise or fall. Oh gosh, but I have so much to-do, hahaha!