Saturday was an especially hard day. I just felt the delicate thread of everything I'm trying to accomplish begin to unravel. I had a fight with someone important to me the night before. No Redheads, I did not start the fight and I didn't even participate in the fight. All I did was speak the truth that I was asked for. That didn't go over well at all. I know, this is no reason to go into a tailspin. This was just the thing that tipped the scale between the uber cool, positive and negative stuff going on. Anyway, after that, I could not shift my energy to save my life. I got up and went to work thinking that the life coach in me could force myself into a positive state but I just could not face anyone. Tears spontaneously threatened to spill from the corners of my eyes. My boss took one look at me and let me leave before I even clocked in. Oh well, some days you just don't have your shit together.
I do get these days every once in a great while. I've learned that it's best not to fight it. There is something that needs to be cleared. So I took myself to my very favorite spot and had a very honest talk with God. Now an honest talk with God for me is not what you typically are taught to have. For me, it generally involves a lot of yelling on my part. (Hey, God gave me this redheaded temper, who better to handle it). I was mad because, I just want one thing to go right. One thing to be steady so that I can get everything else straightened out. Progress is being made and dragons are being slain, but I want it now.
The good thing about these "talks" is that I am able to honestly face what's bothering me. I get all the crap out and then this amazing sense of peace comes over me and many times a solution comes to me too. Saturday, the solution was to go visit my parents. (Yeah, no matter how old you are, home is always the best place to go.) It was a great weekend. Just to forget my worries for a little while and spend time with those I cherish.
Now here's the rest of the story... things really started to shift after that. Blessings started to come to me. One thing that I was working on showed up out of the blue (I was able to replace a badly worn tire much sooner than anticipated) and the best part was Monday at work. Everyone, was so concerned about me. I had left so suddenly and in tears. That isn't like me. I generally try to be at my best when I'm at work and not take my crap there. But I felt so loved and accepted. I was crying again but that was because my heart was overflowing.
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