Guilty as Charged: Taking ownership of my own barriers

Consider this months blog a prime example of why you should be careful about “declaring your intentions” to the masses.

We won’t go into any detail on why I didn’t blog in July but I was so sure that I’d be inspired to share some August thoughts long before now?

I was SO SURE.

But I’m not. I’m just not, and I usually love writing about my world.

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In summary; August has been a beautiful month:

• I helped celebrate numerous Earth Strongs

• I fell in love with a kitten

• I laughed more this month than any other in 2025 to date

• I received & gave some amazing gifts

• I moved forward a step in my music production life

And so and so on; August truly has been a blessing.

Yet; I cried some of my most painful tears during this time too.

I didn’t lose anything.

I didn’t suffer in any real way.

It was all guilt.

Do you know how many people drew their last breaths on Earth in August?

Do you know how many people starved?

There were risings I opened my eyes and groaned.

Groaned. At the burden of another day?

To face WHAT?

Some unresolved emotions?

A few outside world stressors?

The trials & tribulations of meal planning?

Certainly not airstrikes, grave digging or food shortages.

I had no right to be ungrateful, if even for a few moment,  and the guilt washed right over & through me like a tsunami levelling a small island.

I’m gonna be real with you: the brevity of life does not inspire me to be a “go getter” and “make every day count”… there are many days I just potter along and pat myself on the back for small things like sweeping the stairs.

There are people my age with 6 figure businesses, a nuclear family, 2 cars & a holiday insta to brag over.

Seeing that doesn’t inspire me either.

So what does?

Call me sad but I just like the pride of being a nice human.

I take pride in making others feel seen/heard, in lighting faces up with a smile, in giving a helping hand and taking part in community.

But my niceness didn’t get me any of the above “success indicators”; it probably never will.

In a strange way, I feel like I got what I wanted most from this life already: I wanted to “get to know people”

Ironically, the more I’ve gotten to know humanity; the more I’ve wanted to stay indoors alone.

Yeah, I felt guilty this month but I also felt wrapped in love & peace… if anything’s worth missing target for for it’s that.

JAH Blessings & Guidance all your days

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