Hope
Abigail the Wonder Kitty has had a bit of a tummy ache the past couple of days and she is the kind of kitty who likes to share when she is miserable, so I'm writing this after two nights of very little sleep and with not an idea in my head of what to talk about.
It's a very volatile time in my life. I don't know if it's Divine Intervention or bad luck but Life or God or the Universe is forcing me to regroup again and it's a pretty merciless process, except that it also feels like I'm being "guided" (pushed forcefully... dragged kicking and screaming) in new directions. The big thing I'm struggling with is a major computer problem that nobody seems able to cure, which is making it impossible to do the on-line work which I'm barely subsisting on anyway. Well, this situation is forcing me to start looking elsewhere for gainful employment even (oh my!) outside the house in the real world. A friend of mine knows the editor of one of the local newspapers and knows that they are short-staffed, so I have written to them in hope of getting work there. It's close by, so my home will not be too far away, and presumably I'd have a steadier income than I do now, which would be nice, especially if I want to get a mortgage and have a house of my own.
I've been writing to God twice a day detailing what I want and why I want it. One of the things on my want list is to get what I want quickly. It's probably not such a hot idea to play word games with God, but I can't help myself. After 55 years of not letting myself want anything, now that the dam has burst, it has burst big time. What's astonishing is that there are sutble (well some of us have to be clubbed over the head) indications that my letters are being answered. For the first time in a very long time, I have a reiki client scheduled this weekend, and someone else called this morning to tell me that he has given my card to another potential client who seems very interested. Cool. And a friend's son-in-law is trying to get me a good deal on getting my CD pressed. The landlord has had the back steps repaired and today someone is installing a new boiler. That gentleman very kindly repaired the sink in the kitchen for me also, so things are shaping up nicely around here. It seems like the war on Abigail is over, and that we are safe here for the moment.
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