The only time I am at my best is when I am completely alone (or with my dog). If I were to be judged for my heaven-worthiness, I'm hoping God looks at midnight. I'm good then.
My karma account looks great-- if no one is evaluating my actions, my thoughts, my speech, etc.
I am able to love the more annoying members of my family best . . . from great distances.
I have the tolerant compassion of a saint . . . when vicariously experiencing other people's problems.
When things are still and quiet, I exhale slowly and truly feel good thoughts towards all.
I pray to take those feelings with me into the world but they drop away faster than an infomercial's warranty.
What to do? Be aware. Keep trying. I'm not alone.
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