The Higher Self has established clearly that I should do the meditation at the sunrise, at least this week. And today I could would not get up to do that, had multiple challenges concentrating, cluttered thoughts, physical annoyances, bad mood. And what does it mean when the lunar and solar calendar on my desk is no where to be found? Desperate plea to myself for balance, intending to choose the positive.  My daughter could see the anger radiating out from me. There is every excuse for me to be a bitch.

Now I find myself watching myself.

This has been a frustrating but instructive 24 hours.

The word I am looking for is focus.