my daily reflections…

in the days of doin my dirt, my ambitions operated as distorted substitutes for purpose, constructed from ego, fear, and an unrelentin need for approval. even when i achieved what i thought i wanted, the victory disintegrated almost immediately, revealin how little substance existed beneath my self-directed strivin. only after comin into this thing we do and engagin honestly with my sponsor did i grasp the uncomfortable truth that my ambitions were merely attempts to manufacture belongin. he urged me toward genuine Service, the kind that seeks no repayment and carries no hidden agenda. reluctantly, i tried, and in those hesitant efforts my HP began reshapin my motives, allowin humility and usefulness to eclipse self-seekin. in that gradual transformation i learned a truth i had never understood: True Ambition is not what i thought it was. True Ambition is the deep desire to live usefully and walk humbly under the grace of my HP. 1 day @ a time...