There were circumstances that used to sap my energy. I am referring to those instances when I felt obliged to weigh in on another person's life. Mind you words were rarely exchanged. The conversations, if you can call them that, took place within the confines of my head. I explained why they should change their ways, or reprimanded them for past mistakes. 

 

It was exhausting. 

 

There has been a shift which allows me to forgo some of those dead end diatribes. Perhaps the change is because of age, or glimpsing the futility of trying to police other people. Maybe it is a result of prayer. Whatever the contributing factors, it feels like a sabbath. 

 

But lest you worry that I am left with nothing to do, there is another area of interest to fill its place. Without the distraction of monitoring the behavior of other people, my own flaws become visible. It turns out there is sufficient material to keep me occupied. 

 

I wonder where it will lead.