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So, the devil is just out to stop me.

He must be. Because every time I write about something that is really from my soul. That feels really Spirit driven.

BOOM! Something seems to happen.

The hired help decides to quit because I blow up. Well if I actually “blew up” he probably would have stuck around but I lost my temper with him and yelled and through the perfect two or three year old style fit. With some “f-bombs” for emphasis and hurt his feelings. He grabbed his dog crawled in his pick-up and left.

Huh?

I think I had just written something about “Loving your neighbor as much as you love yourself.”

I guess I did? I have often said and heard said that if we talked to our friends like we talk to ourselves they wouldn’t be our friends.

And then the one day we really want to finish harvesting one of the most depressing corn crops and the cows got out and we spent the prime time of the day getting the cows back in.

I think had just written an essay on the practice of “Loving Yourself Like Your Life Depends on It” by Kamal Ravakant.

And then today I wrote about the need for struggle and endurance to give us hope and encouragement. This is after Saturday, when the ground hay pile started on fire from spontaneous combustion which burned a month’s worth of feed up in…