You’d think with my ahh-mazing connection to the Universe, I’d know what the hell is going on in my own life, wouldn’t you?
You’d be wrong.
This week has been a strange shit-storm of odd proportions. Like, all has been peaceful and quiet(ish) with a loud exception. Noting my promise not to blog in the middle of processing, I shan’t. I want to, mind you. But I shan’t. (Biz related, not Duty related.)
Without giving details, here are some lessons thus far. (More to follow, most assuredly):
1) If someone appears out of nowhere, loves you out of proportion to what is “normal”, beware. Something odd is afoot.
2) Don’t be bullied. It’s easy to cave and avoid confrontation. Much harder to stand up and say “Yeah, no. We’re not doing that.” Thanks to Angella and Duty for the reassurance.
3) What someone thinks about me is none of my business. Can’t control it, can’t change it. Can’t. I just have to do the best I can in whatever I’m doing, give from the heart and release.
This made me laugh (a lot) because I always say “Fuck a duck!” or “Duck fuckins!” – and now I won’t because I don’t want to hurt anyone’s fee-fees.
Off for baby-holding of BillyHank today and seeing the Godson of Love and Enormous Charm and his big brother Luke (nephew of Love and Serious height for his age). That will fill my heart and I think it’s needed after this week.