231203 What I learned in my studies this morning 4

Patient, be Doctor.
Failing processes flag hopes.
Doc can't heal himself.

Today's Meditation(s):

Under strain, in confusion, we forget about principles. They're there — they're still applicable — but temporarily lost in the storm.

We say things we don't mean.  We strike out at those trying to help us. Maybe we stare daggers.

It's a time for understanding, for compassion and support. Put on my big boy pants and my thick skin. Nothing here can harm me, because it's not real. It's a mirage, an illusion, a phantom, a mistake.

Oh that I might be certain of my certainty.