It’s one of those creepily beautiful times right now, monsoon a-brewing. Hot winds blow a sense of disquiet across the atmosphere and I’m reminded of exactly WHY I love the Southwest.

I went to the library (of course). I didn’t pick up much, since I have begun to hate that feeling of “should” that matches a stack of “might be interesting” books. Right now, I have all of MY books, a few books that relate to work I’m doing on myself….that’s it. Addition by subtraction.

I’m making a commitment to myself: integration. I can’t focus on my emotional well-being if I choose to neglect my health, for example. It really does all intertwine.