I find it difficult to let go of trying to accomplish too much in one day; that's my biggest flaw. Or, one of them--I have many. I am always disappointed in my progress each day, both with my writing and with my life.
I just keep chugging away and my to-do lists (my writing and other stuff lists) get longer and longer.
I need to clean and reorganize, but I always want to do some writing (or art) first, and since I rarely make my goal for writing (or art), I keep pushing back the cleaning each day.
Goals are what we mean to do in the world, the phenomenal world.
Intentions can relate to those, but also in growth. I intend to be calm and nonjudgemental, though I still find myself judging. I intend to open myself to happiness and even bliss, I intend to be loving and accepting, but I still get angry. I notice these things and continue on, doing what I can the best I can.
Blue swan art by me, click on image to view larger.