I’ve found myself backsliding a bit of late in terms of where my thoughts have tended to reside (not always with the generosity of vision I wish for) and my confidence has been iffy for the past four months, so, while meditating today, an idea came to me: I’m going to create a shrine to myself —or, at least, the self I wish to be, the self who began to manifest when I was a young girl before the s**t hit the fan.