Nov 30, 2014 16:22
Today I await the pickup of my newest order of essential oils
This week I have to make the final decision about which insurance plan suits me best so I can resume wellness visits after a brief 5 year break
This week I thought about setting up a planner on my phone to remind myself of the various concierge show and dinner invites and comps I've been committed to in addition to my already set 10 hour work day schedule
AND to make sure I factor in the two spiritual classes I RSVPed to Rosa for in the areas of card reading, reiki certification, and intuition awakening
The only negative change I've experienced in the past year is the weight gain, but I've also opened my eyes to possibilities that as recently as one year ago seemed impossible
I need to stop giving up on myself and giving into these re patterned insecurities
I pray every day, yet I am more diverse and open minded and hearted than ever
I understand things I never in my early years could've comprehended and justified
and I'm "told" that there are things that I just don't/won't/can't understand now which will unfold themselves with time if I wait and just allow them
Waiting to understand things that wrack at my brain drives me craaazzzzzy
and then the reoccurring card reading..
Seven of Ariel, blonde male with the crystal quartz tipped wand or walking stick staring back at me and the message of the card communicating the "challenge" at hand which is just a delay in the inevitable successful fruition. Seeds that have been planted and will reap and sow, but with current delay that is not to be stressed over.
Flash back to yesterday at work. Blonde gentleman traveling abroad with very broken english who needs to arrange for an airport shuttle. Friendliest lad. Won $1500 on vacation, taken by my appearance for some unknown reason and keeps telling me in the english that he can muster that I "am a star"
I knew he meant that I looked like a star, but the language barrier kept resulting in him telling me that I am a star. He then told me he didn't want to leave (which didn't feel as creepy as it sounds) shook my hand, and for some reason VERY taken by me, left my line. His name is Andrei, and he is the same spitting facial image of the blonde figure on the card I keep drawing from my card deck which promises me resulting good fortune in time
and in pondering that, I will leave this entry and possibly attempt to more than scratch the surface of all of this years' events and occurrences later.