When frustrated I become outraged with myself but I cannot allow that self-indignation kill my wish to do, go on and create. I must trudge on.
I look around and see I have so much to do, organize and distribute. This is why less is more. This is why excess brings people down and it clutters up their minds and lives. I have more massage and aromatherapy oils, books, perfumes and clothes than any one woman can handle.
How about you? What could you pare down?