There are natural breaks in the calendar that create space for us to start over. A space where our past failures and previously unmet potential can be forgotten. There is a way to walk in a reality where all things are new. Not only when the calendar turns once a year, but every single day. What if the past, present, and potential mess was already spoken for? What if there was a way to continually live with a clean slate? There is. Welcome to The State of My Slate.