“You don’t have to keep doing. You’re enough as you are.”
It was a solid day — creative, grounded, productive.
I shot the “Who is Arthur?” video and edited it into something cinematic. It’s honestly the best I’ve done so far. The skills are catching up with the vision, and I’m proud of what’s taking form.
I also finished the meditation, which felt powerful. I started editing it while sitting at Coco — I’d gone to Animals, but they were doing refurbishments. Coco it was. Still got it done.
Afterwards, I went for a ride. Wanted to check out a yoga place. Took a wrong turn. A Rottweiler ran at me, and the bike went down — hard. Scratches, bruises, bleeding.
“Pride before the fall”
My right big toe is damaged — might lose the nail.
My left hand reopened at the scar from a previous dog bite.
The bike’s bent. Steering left while I try to go straight. Wing mirror gone.
Then, still shaken up, riding slowly… a huge snake appeared in front of me.
I had to lift my legs — almost ran over it. It hissed. Moved.
And I just kept going, thinking: Am I going to survive Sri Lanka?
I wasn’t speeding. Wasn’t being reckless. Just enjoying the ride.
But lately, every time I take a moment for myself, I get hurt.
That pattern is real. And I’m listening.
When I got home, I showered.
Put on a movie.
Smoothie. Sweet potato pancakes.
Let the day settle.
🌿 Daily Witnessing
🛡️ Where did I hold my boundary?
I let the day end. I didn’t push past the crash. I let myself be cared for — by my own presence.
🌱 What energy or intention did I move forward, no matter how small?
I completed the Arthur intro video. I finished the meditation. Two big moves toward readiness. Toward service.
🌀 What didn’t need fixing?
The bruises. The fall. The fear. It didn’t need to be explained or polished. Just met.
✨ What surprised me today?
How quickly the crash escalated. And how deeply I still wanted to just cry. The little boy in me was so tired. That surprised me — how much tenderness I still carry under the skin.
🤲 What did I offer or receive in service today?
I offered my creative effort. I offered honesty.
And I received grace. In the form of still being able to walk away. Still being here.
👁 What did I witness within myself or another today?
I saw the soft boy inside me. Tired. Frightened. Ready to cry.
And I saw that the protector doesn’t want to kill me. He’s just scared too. And maybe, finally, we both understand: it’s okay to slow down.
🛡 Daily Protector Reflection
1. Did my protector show up today?
Yes. After the snake. After the crash. He didn’t come in raging — but he was there. Quiet. Alert. Watching. Listening.
2. Did I listen early — or only after he shouted?
I listened early this time. I felt the shift before the shouting. That’s new.
3. What did he really want me to know?
That he’s scared. But also that he loves me. He doesn’t want to destroy me. He just wants to keep me alive. He’s learning too.
4. What would love have said in that moment?
You don’t have to keep doing. You are enough as you are.
People see you — not because you perform or provide — but because you show up.
Like in South Africa — when I was just being served, just present. And that had a ripple.
I don’t have to be valuable. I already am.
I don’t have to give. I can be.
Bruised. Still breathing. More whole than I realised.
— Arthur
