It seems that I don’t ever have enough “alone time” these days, so when I’m able to sit by myself I put it to good use. Although it’s sometimes difficult, I find that sitting quietly and calming my busy mind, turning down the inner volume, is something I need to do. That’s when I’m able to really think through anything that is disturbing me.
Lately, during my quiet moments, I have tried to embrace the concept of letting go. When I have worked through every possible solution, when I have done all that I can to fix what is wrong, sometimes I simply have to let it go. That’s hard for me, I realize. But I’m also learning that it is the only way to save myself. Let it go. More worrying, more biting my lip – Yes, Dad, I’m still biting my lip! – will not make the problem go away.
That doesn’t mean forgetting my responsibilities. It means that I recognize what I can affect, what I can change, what I can make better, and then focus my energies in that direction. We all worry about things that we think we can fix, when in reality we can not. Spending more time fretting about these things can only cause damage to ourselves, maybe even create a feeling that “I’m not good enough.” The truth is, we ARE good enough…we just sometimes take on more than we can handle.
Calm, peaceful, still. I am strong, I am powerful in ways that go far beyond physical strength, I am stretching my mind, my spirit, myself. What keeps me from growing will always be something that I choose to hold on to, something that I have given power to. Instead, I need to let it go.

During a break in our training at Galahad Command - those hectic days before we left Earth seem so long ago - several of us were sitting on a hillside outside our dorms. None of us wanted to say it aloud, but we were trying to absorb as much of the blue sky and fresh air as we could before…
What defines maturity?
I met Lita and Channy for breakfast this morning, and Lita said something that made me stop and think. When Channy asked her something personal, Lita said (with a smirk): “Do you really want to know what I think about that, or do you want me to sugar-coat it?”
The crew members of Galahad come from many nations on Earth, so not everyone was raised with the tradition of Thanksgiving. But since we’ve chosen to follow the standard Earth calendar during our journey, some of us can’t help but note the arrival of the American holiday. I spent some time last night thinking about the concept of giving thanks.
The thought came to me yesterday as I sat in the auditorium, puzzling out a math problem. The same thought stuck with me throughout the rest of the day. At first it was slightly depressing, but now I see it almost as a gift. Essentially it comes down to this: there is so much that we don’t know.
I have always been very competitive, which surprises people who don’t know me well. Because I tend to be quiet and reserved, it’s often assumed that I’m either meek or a push-over. I’m not.