Now I'm in that familiar old circular argument of how do I get the experience &/or qualification &/or recognition that will lift me out of where I am to where I want to be?
I can accept that I benefit from the service of others all day, every day. Sometimes I see it, sometimes I don't.
I've always believed that coincidences have a reason or a message of some sort and now I'm seeing them ore and more my gut feeling, or intuition gets stronger. Over the last few months of actively praying and spending more time reading about and attending Orthodox Christian services, I have indeed started to hear my intuition.
And this is how I get behind in these posts. Though this says Day 351 it's probably about 370 days since I started this 'write for 10 minutes every day' blog. Ooops. Life gets in the way. Even on the days I don't write, I think I'm more reflective and less reactive which is a … Continue reading Day 352 – Cool
The weight of the week that has been creeping in as I edge toward the weekend, and to quiet retreat time, is lifted greatly as I lift weights and sweat through the morning.
How can I make goals and take steps to improve my situation if I can't even imagine what better might look like. I can imagine for an hour or so, then I get scared and defeated and give up, telling myself 'that only happens to other people, it won't happen for me'.
I will either get the job or I won't. 50/50. Yes or No. Of course there will be shades of grey around it, but essentially it will or won't happen.
At one stage during the first movement I was almost in tears. A rush of emotions welled up as the choir really kicked in. Not good or bad just pure emotions. It was an intense feeling, and I lapped it up.
More time considering what my complaints about other’s say about me would be a much better use of my time and breath, and lead to less time complaining at all!
Today I can write to give me mind a chance to reflect and refresh. Today I can sit on the couch and experience some unconditional love with the cat, and do whatever he tells me to do because he’s a cat and I’ve read the memo.