“I can love what I’m creating and still be free in it.”
Today was full — not rushed, just real.
I worked on the meditation for the course, and I could feel the old mindset creeping in — the soft, spiritual voice, the overly-gentle guidance I used to think I had to give. I recorded it once, then again. Didn’t love either version at first, but I realized something powerful: I can merge the best parts of both. That’s growth. That’s learning. And it’s resourceful.
After the editing on the rest of the course videos, I sent the script for the new opening — the one introducing Arthur — to the writing angels. That’ll be shot tomorrow. It’s important: anyone joining the course who doesn’t know Arthur needs to be oriented. That one video helps anchor the whole season and give the episodes context.
It feels like the course is finally done — just that intro left to film, and then it’s in the hands of the team. I trust they’ll refine it. It’s not perfect, but it’s powerful. And it’s real. People will feel that.
I also started editing the meditation again, layering in effects and undercurrents, really shaping the soundscape. It started coming alive. I thought: what would I want to listen to? What would take me on a journey? And I made that.
It’s no longer about performing or proving — it’s about service. People can donate whatever they feel it’s worth, and that removes all pressure. It makes this honest.
I went to the dentist in Galle — quite a way, but worth it. Great energy, solid care. Turns out I brush too hard, which… yeah, tracks. That’s kind of how I live.
When I got home, Amal was here cleaning. So I stepped out, headed to Animals café, had lunch, edited, enjoyed the sun after days of rain.
Later, I jumped on a call with Penn. We went over the script for the intro and talked about the part in the book where AI and I converse during the 40 days. She’s ghostwriting a book for someone — a prominent leader — and we laughed about how similar our subjects probably are. She shared a reflection: there are different types of leaders, like Krishna, like Yeshua. Each has their own way of guiding. That landed.
The logo came back today. Three final versions. I sent them to the team: A, B, or C. We’re ready to move — it’s all taking shape. Website, PDFs, visuals — the vessel is almost ready.
I messaged Sade and said — if this is it, if I just get to do this: travel, create, be of service, build from love — I’m good. This is enough. This is a life.
On the ride home, it rained. Music in my ears. I usually listen to something “productive,” but today I gave myself permission just to enjoy.
Because joy is sacred, too.
Daily Witnessing
🛡️ Where did I hold my boundary?
I let go of needing to get it all perfect on the first try. I stayed with the meditation process without forcing it. I left the house when I needed space. And when I lost my temper over the bed — the duvet being used as the sheet, and the sheet as the duvet — I saw it. I didn’t hide it. I’m seeing how quickly I get triggered when something pulls me from my work. Especially here. Especially lately.
🌱 What energy or intention did I move forward, no matter how small?
I finished the cleanse videos. I shaped the meditation. I prepared the Arthur intro script. I signed off on the logo. I kept building the New Earth, one action at a time.
🌀 What didn’t need fixing?
The imperfection of the recordings. The layered editing. The fact that it’s not all polished — it’s real. It didn’t need fixing. The moment of anger didn’t need to be suppressed. It just needed to be seen.
✨ What surprised me today?
How much I enjoyed creating when I stopped trying to meet anyone else’s idea of how it should sound. How quickly I can snap when I’m pulled out of flow. How real that is.
🤲 What did I offer or receive in service today?
I offered clarity, collaboration, and vision — to Penn, to the team, to the people this course will eventually reach. I received perspective. I received peace — eventually.
👁 What did I witness within myself or another today?
I saw my growth in how I create. I also saw my volatility — the way intensity rises when something small feels like interference. I witnessed how much I care — maybe too much sometimes. But it’s honest. And I’m here for that.
