I woke up this morning. Looking around, “things” appear broken in my life. . .not sure if I know how to fix it. . .
I always focus on the positive. . .being grateful for what I do have. . .focusing on moving ahead, and keeping faith. . .
But. . .life is good! I’m back. I don’t sound too convincing though. I feel overwhelmed by the amount of “fixing” I need to do, to get on-track. It’s a time of revelation. . .a time to discover truths. . .not time to dispair. . .
I think this is what happens when we try to juggle too many things. I dropped my balls. . .all of them at one time! Oh, what a mess it makes in my life! It’s been two years since we lost the house, and had to move all our possessions in ten days. It’s also the first time in 13 years that I’ve felt fully here, and grounded in the present (long spiritual “woo-woo” story). I’m on my path again. . .
To be continued. . .