30 Days of Honesty and we rock on with today’s question:
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Well, heck. There’s a lot of things I HOPE to do in my life: fit back into my size 10 jeans (hahahahahh), go on a cruise, write and publish a book, meet up with David Cook in a dark hotel room and not stutter this time, walk the Race for Hope in 2011 and on and on and on.
For today’s entry, though, I think I’ll write about this:
It is my most fervent desire to be able to leave my current day job and create a thriving and abundant intuitive coaching/reading practice. A practice where I get to work with really cool people who use what comes through me to bring about some positive shifts in their own lives.
I think I’m heading in the right direction!
If I had to choose a wish between the size 10 jeans and this, I’d choose this without one moment’s hesitation. It’s my soul’s longing. The jeans are a fantasy that I got to live out for a bit and might live out again but this? This is my true joy and calling.
Big big thanks to all who’ve left me such sweet comments on these entries. The Angel story was hard to write because it still stirs up so much stuff. I’m glad my dad was always my voice of reason. Perhaps this blind man truly “saw” the bigger picture, eh?
See, I have this weird thing that happens every once in a while and for the most part, I’ve outgrown it except when I haven’t. And now is one of those times. I can be loving on you like a big dog and then something happens (most times, I can’t even pinpoint what it is) and I’m just DONE. It’s sort of like the missing ingredient to a special recipe is no longer sold and the cake doesn’t taste as good anymore so you never make that cake again. (I hear strains of MacArthur Park playing in a galaxy far, far away ….)
Here’s the thing: Even though I know better than to believe crap spewed on the internets, I read something right before I went to see his show. And I don’t know why, but it stuck in my head. And I saw him in a different light from then on. It’s probably not true or a version of true but it was like a light switch flipped and, as BB King famously said “The thrill is gone, baby.”
He’ll be shattered, it’s true. I mean, losing the lust of some farty old chick in Maryland is pretty horrendous. That’s a given. Quite frankly, I don’t know how he’ll go on. But he will. We all do. Somehow. Some way.
Cookie hasn’t done anything untoward (in real life or some chick’s goofball facebook posting) and I restate my true love for all times. I should have never taken in another lovah, my sweet Cookie. Can you forgive me?
In case you think I haven’t been to Cooklandia lately, here’s a shot of his gorgeous self from last night’s show at Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, VA. I ended up not going because I kept getting a wonky vibe not to. Turns out, the wonky vibe was a certain someone’s heart attacking him the previous week. I coulda gone but …. didn’t.
However, Hal is next weekend and oh hell yeah – my ass will be there!
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So, yeah. It’s (almost) Friday. I’m glad. Maybe this week of WTF will be at a close. The only good thing I can say is that I have done 15 mins on the bike each day. Duty just had to shame me into it once.
On the dissonance front: it continues. However, after lots of chats with my guides and input from friends here (thanks Jody and Gal) and from my woo-woo buds at Democratic Underground, I’m going with this possibility: It’s their weird shit to deal with and I’m just the one noticing it. That works for me. Duty gave me some advice when I was whining about it last night: Let it go. And while that’s not my preferred way of handling things, it IS something new for me so I’ll try it.
I’m using my copious down-time at work to write a post for PI on ceding authority to your Guides in Spirit and how they wouldn’t let you do that anyway. It’s a response to Rose’s post where I talk about what my experience has been in that arena. I’m also practicing my own self-authority by not worrying if people think I’m a slack ass or not and giving thanks that I have a job where I have lots of independence. I’ll let you guys know when the post is up (probably this weekend).
And one last comment: Since I fell in love with sekrit boyfriend, anyone else after that seems so fake. I think my heart is closed to all but DC and HS (and I’m not even sure how Hal managed to get in there! Brains, arm porn and humor carry a lot of weight with some chicks. heh) Watching Idol is so lame, even *I* don’t know why I’m doing it. Poseurs, all of them. But not my cookie!
Happy Friday to my blog buddies! I luf you all!
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Dear kitteh,
Well, it wasn’t a bad day per se but it was a day where I chose to be invisible to my co-workers and they obliged me by not noticing me at all. That’s nice. One of the guys in my office is studiously and (to my view) obviously avoiding me and I have no idea why. Like he thinks I’m spreading bad ju-ju or something, I dunno. Weird.
Found out Cousin O’Love and Auntie G are going to Italy in October. (Sobs into pillow) It was three years ago this week that C O’L and I were there to celebrate what would have been La’s 21st birthday. I loved Italy. LOVED IT. And will go back sometime in the relative near future. (Obvs not with COL and AG, though.) I think I need a vacation STAT! Somewhere warm with an adult beverage or eleventy, massages, books, coffee and cool sheets (and Sparkela and Cookie).
On the happy side, I managed 15 minutes on the stationery bike. Duty would be mad at me if I didn’t do it since he did his 15. We’re supposed to be helping each other do some exercise and I didn’t do any last night. (I suck.) Plus, he fixed me a nice dinner (not quite a “peechy-tini” but close enough for me.)
I could whine more but I’ll stop here. Next time, can I have extra -tini, pleeb?
kthxbai,
Snarks
… or possibly Ruminations (by the) unINformed. heheh
I wish I had something even remotely interesting to say but alas, I don’t. And yes, I know. It has never stopped me from posting before, has it? heh
Upcoming fun in Lisa’s life:
1. Posting about my “Readings for Hope” fundraiser to support Cookie’s “Team for a Cure”. Since I didn’t walk this year and was heartbroken to not be there when I live 45 minutes away, I got the idea (*okay, my Guides gave it to me) to do readings for the month of May with all proceeds going to the cause. I’ll be getting a page up for it on Practically Intuitive probably tomorrow evening. Look for info to come.
2. Compliance audit at work, possibly tomorrow. Glad my stuff is in good shape. Tried not to stab several co-workers today. Yesterday, I was in the confessional booth – everyone was bringing me their heartache. I live to be of service. (You know I like it when people come to me with stuff.)
3. Planted my flowers and tomatoes on Sunday. Promise not to half-ass the tomato growing this year. Will take pics to prove it.
4. Niece of Artsy-Fartsy has been released from the hospital after her car crash last Thursday. I am so glad she’s better. (Love her big time)
5. I get to hold Godson of Love (Peterbella) on Mother’s day! Woot Woot! Mamma says once he’s eaten, burped and farted, he’s a happy camper. Here he is getting his snooze on:
Okay, that’s all for now. More interesting info soon … maybe.
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