Before the shoal sigil, coffee, and yoga, the first thing I did was greet the first decan of Cancer. It has now been six months since my daughter and I moved out of a bad situation into a then unknown situation.
It’s been good, despite the ups and downs, it’s been very good.
Once at work, I doubled down on throwing “Good Cheer” every possible way again. The more I hear of the news, the more the more racists and bigoted coworkers get brave, the more I intend to stand my ground. Regardless of their actions, I will endeavor to continue to make the conscious choice to be kind.
The day was too busy to make any distinct advances on the other deliberate goals of the shoal sigil. However “Work Support” came again from an unexpected place and another pair of pants nearly critically failed to remind me that “New Wardrobe” was something entirely in my means of obtaining.
It’s been twenty-one days since I started this! Most of the benefits I am claiming could be the result of luck, actions that were put into motion long before I even heard of the challenge, and/or wishful thinking. The shoal sigil’s encouragement is enough that I’m thinking of continuing deploying it after the month ends. Perhaps not with the same vigor and near-obsessive focus, but to remind myself that I need to be kind to myself as well.
After all, the sigil is a joy to draw.
And the more joy that I can gather, the better.