When I read today's lesson (and this is only a small fraction of it) I really felt I needed a degree in gobbledygook, but I kept reminding myself that I didn't have to understand it, I just had to do the exercises. Interestingly, as the day went on, and I had to remind myself on a number of occasions that God is the Mind with which I think, I found myself questioning whether God would be bothered with some of the thoughts I was thinking. Would he let petty irritations go or would he give them valuable time? Would he let thoughts about insecurities occupy valuable space in His mind. Gradually I became more and more aware of when I was thinking ungodly thoughts, and let them slide on out of my mind. Two things happened as a result. 1) I let things go that I couldn't do anything about, and 2) I took action on things I'd been putting off for a while. There is still so much rubbish getting in the way of me being a pure channel. I hope today's exercise helped to clear some of it away.

Other things that happened today. I reached the 200 page mark in the new novel, 50,000 words. I'm really enjoying it now.

Discovered Dare to Love in being featured in The Nation newspaper in Barbados over the next three weeks. Hope my friends have saved me a copy of the papers.

I went to see a friend tonight who was watching a programme on childbirth while dressing her Maltipoo dog Luka in his Christmas hoodie and booties. I think she's ready for a baby

I read the first part of this lesson three times and it still didn't make any sense. Reading further in didn't help my understanding either. It was one of those lessons mentioned at the beginning of the text where you are encouraged to carry out the actions, even if the words don't make sense. Gradually, as I repeated the main idea throughout the day, I began to get a sense that, if I am part of God, I cannot see apart from Him. It began to make sense. I can't be separated from my Source, I cannot see apart from Him. It became less and less of a brain teaser.

I had an interesting discussion with my personal trainer this morning - in between the punishing arms and upper body work I was doing - about eating the right food for the part of the world you were born in. Apparently we are genetically predisposed to survive on the food grown locally. For instance, wheat is not a native food of Jamaica but corn is, as is yam, bananas etc. He's into eating seasonally, steering clear of processed foods, and eating for fuel and well being. All this because I sent him a food diary in which I was honest about the amount of coffee cake I was eating (it was just that one week - honest)

I could have had a much better photo shoot without the coffee cake. But all told, it wasn't too bad. (See pic above)

Writing slow so far, only a few hundred word today, but by the time I finished at 3 am last night I was up to just over 44,000 words. Aiming to get past 46,000 before hitting the pillow tonight.

I've written a lot of text for today's lesson because it contains two very powerful statements for me. One that I had grasped from the first time (the lack of randomness) and one that hit me between the eyes today, (nothing is lacking) because, although I understood it on an intellectual level, today it went in on an intuitive level.

You see, I've been griping about the things I don't have, a publicist, a manager, enough time, enough money etc, and about the things that I was having to deal with instead of being able to devote more time to writing. Nothing is lacking that is needed. I have everything I need, and if I don't have it, its because I don't need it at this point. Nothing in my life is contradictory or irrelevant. Nothing. It's all necessary, all of it, for my growth. Everything I saw today, every conversation I had, everything I did I applied this idea to. Boy, oh boy, did it give me a different perspective on things. I had a much more peaceful day than I otherwise could have had, even when my son, for whom I'd cooked a birthday meal, was the only one who didn't show up!!

Writing went well today, just passed 43,000 words, 170 pages. Just over 100 more pages to go.

Most of my day was taken up with a photo shoot at the IKON STUDIO in Birmingham. Got some great pictures. In all that hustle and bustle and total attention on me it was great to be reminded that God is with me constantly.

I had to phone a friend as soon as I saw the highlighted line above, because last night, in the wee hours of the morning, we'd been discussion how lonely this spiritual journey can be. I had to tell her that we were forgetting that loneliness is a belief in our Source deserting us. I will never, ever, again talk about being lonely. I am who I am meant to be with, and when no other physical being is present, I am exclusively with God. How can I possible miss anyone when I have that kind of presence with me?