“To write is human. To edit is divine.”
Today started slow.
Editing videos at home with a weak internet connection is a real test of patience.
I pushed through with an Insanity abs workout — body sore, but the sun was out, so I gave it a go.
Eventually moved to Coco to work. I floated between a few spots, couldn’t settle, but finally landed there.
Had a session with my therapist, and she noted how grounded I sounded.
She’s right — I’ve landed.
Before, there were just dreams. Now there’s structure. Movement.
Not just ideas. Action.
I had a deep call with Penn, and the abandonment wound showed up again.
That old feeling: what if I help women become sovereign — and then they leave me?
And she simply listened. Witnessed it.
That’s the New Earth.
Every story has a home.
And once spoken, a wound loses its grip.
Back into the editing:
The “Who Is Arthur?” video is cinematic now — and I realised it raises the standard for the whole season.
So now I’m lifting all the videos to match it.
One by one.
To write is human. To edit is divine.
And I’m in the divine work now.
This isn’t content. It’s a spiritual retreat on screen.
It’s a lot.
I got overwhelmed for a moment — but I’d rather have too much purpose than none.
This is what co-creating the New Earth looks like.
Later, I visited friends at Hoo Temple.
They upgraded my flute, taught me a new melody, and gave me a homemade Iranian dessert.
Simple joys.
And then I got home.
And lost it.
The cleaner wasn’t there. I thought today was the day.
The kitchen had dishes piled up, and I was tired.
But I was mistaken — it’s tomorrow.
Still, I judged him — quickly, unfairly.
Truth is, I was projecting.
There’s so much pressure on me — pressure I put there — that the smallest things can tip me.
But he didn’t deserve that.
I caught it.
Sat with it.
It’s not about dishes. It’s about how hard I am on myself.
I’m learning to be gentler.
And still — I finished the Path to Sovereignty video. For now.
Daily Witnessing
🛡️ Where did I hold my boundary?
I caught myself before spiraling too deep. I recognised when I projected onto someone who didn’t deserve it. I owned it. That’s a boundary with self.
🌱 What energy or intention did I move forward, no matter how small?
I lifted the course. Not just edited — elevated.
I deepened the clarity of what this offering is becoming.
🌀 What didn’t need fixing?
The overwhelm.
The mistake with the cleaner.
The dessert. The melody. The stillness.
They didn’t need fixing. Just receiving.
✨ What surprised me today?
How emotional editing can be.
How cinematic the work is becoming.
And how fast the protector steps in under pressure — but how quickly I can see him now.
🤲 What did I offer or receive in service today?
I offered the best I had to give.
And I received song, sweetness, reflection — and the quiet truth that I’m doing enough.
👁 What did I witness within myself or another today?
I saw my anger mask exhaustion.
I saw how I project onto others when I’m overwhelmed — and how quickly I can catch it now.
🛡 Daily Protector Reflection
1. Did my protector show up today?
Yes — when I thought the cleaner hadn’t come. I was tired. Overloaded. He stepped in fast — with judgment.
2. Did I listen early — or only after he shouted?
He didn’t need to shout today. I felt him. I heard him quickly.
3. What did he really want me to know?
He’s exhausted. He’s doing a lot. And he’s scared to let anyone down — even over dishes.
He just wants some peace.
4. What would love have said in that moment?
You’re allowed to feel tired.
You don’t have to hold it all perfectly.
You are still doing sacred work — even with dishes in the sink.
Tomorrow is another day.
The path is forming.
One layer, one chord, one edit at a time.
— Arthur
