I promised myself I’d end procrastination. But that I’d get to it last week, and then this week and now I’m heading into next week. And if you think I might have something of a procrastination problem…well that can’t be…I’ve recovered from this condition. Haven’t I? Maybe it’s an inherent part of the human condition that just needs to be managed. Perhaps I’m unable to end procrastination because it’s become a horrible habit. Maybe I have strong beliefs in procrastination…well that’s got to be true. If it weren’t somewhere in the depths of my consciousness I wouldn’t experience it. Maybe it’s a mass consciousness thingy that we’ve all consented to. We’re all at it, procrastinating I mean. We’ll get to it tomorrow…right? One soon day I’ll organize that awful mess that I call my junk drawer…it’s not that important that I can’t find the ‘whatnot’ I’ve been searching for since…
[success] The universe moves with motiveless necessity as it has no motive of its own. Rather, it moves under the necessity of manifesting the arrangements of the minds of men. ~ Neville.[/success] Why is this important? Because everything, even the chaos of being between a gazillion versions of a desire is being made manifest as we speak – no wonder so many lead a chaotic or bumpy life, jumping around from wanting this for five minutes, then that for the next and yet totally unable to say yes to anything. As five year old L.J said to me when I was dithering over eating some birthday cake…just eat it. She was right…so I did…gluten and all…and you know what, it was fine. I could have easily said, I don’t think so and put an end to the dithering just as quickly, but the cake tasted sooo good. So here I…