Holding My Space in a Daily Grind

      

By Conscious Sanjay

Holding My Space in Daily Grind   Each morning I rise to chase a goal— To stay focused, in control, ride the tide, meet the grind, lever the opportunistic frictions of world not aligned.   But I’m flanked on every side— Baristas, cleaners, colleagues collide, Calls and chats, the daily din, Family, feeds, alerts flood in. My energies spike, then crash and drop, Motivation dips, the spirals don’t stop. Frustration grows, and stress takes the stage— This loop repeats, my will gets tossed, The thread I held, scattered and lost.   Unless —I get wise and stoic .. Accept as it is, what’s not mine to change, Discern what’s relevant or not to my quest, I build a layer, quiet and clear, I learn to let the noise pass through, Protect the space where I stay true. Now, anchored deep, I hold my ground— Unaffected by the world’s surround.   My goal, my path, my pace, my grace— All safeguarded in this sacred space.   ConsciousSanjay https://www.mysticlivingtoday.com June 2025 (Finetuned with Ai help)