3 Girls and 4 suitcases.
I think that folk must be having the same idea as me about going to the library to keep warm and save on heating bills because it was very busy today. I even had a guy sitting opposite me for most of my four hours which meant that I was Hank Marvin when I got home because I didn't like to crunch my snack at the table, in case I disturbed him. My last half hour was none too productive due to the growling going on in my stomach. I also must make note to self about not wearing a vest under a wool cardi' because I was roasting and didn't want to traumatize anyone with my unwaxed armpits.....so I stayed roasting-ugh.
Ah well, perhaps I will need to rethink my timings and go round there for 9am so that I get home at a decent time for lunch. It may even inspire me to write for another couple of hours in the afternoon but my book-writing tutor taught that we shouldn't write for longer than four hours each day because our creativity needs to replenish. Mmm.....I'm not kidding Billy Denham, she did.
I seem to have spent a fair bit of time doing extra writing today. I had a Bach consult from England-yippeee. I love email consults because it gives me the chance to write and to chat about Bach Flower remedies....my perfect job. So, spread the word folks. Anyone who knows anyone who's struggling....let's get them happy.
Alison had a giggle at me tonight because we were chatting, at the dinner table (we like to sit at the table) about my having sent off a couple of little job applications and also an email to enquire about some therapy room-space. Alison got her financial hat on and told me that I would have to make sure that I had clients, to pay for the room and I was busy telling her the pros and cons when I mentioned that I was feeling selfish for.....................................
keeping all my healing gifts to myself and not sharing them. Of course, she laughed and said she had not been expecting the sentence to end like that. I knew that she had thought I was going to say 'making dad pay for everything' and we both laughed. After I had gone on a bit about loving helping people and that I really ought to get out there and help she almost choked 'you don't like people' and I said 'I know but I do love helping them' and she nodded that she knew exactly what I meant. I think that I have been in a VERY negative Water Violet state for most of my life and I have chipped away at it with the remedies but when I am under stress or ill it's where I go to......hibernation, retreat mode. Needless to say, Alison and I both have Water Violet in our new mixes.
I may have to write a bit more on this on Bach pages rather than bore those of you who only tune in to see what's up in Etobicoke, not what Mrs Bach is saying. The gyst of it is this, though. I find it really excruciatingly difficult to approach people....unless they need me. Even friends, good friends, great friends even. And on that note I may close because those of you who had me pegged as a social butterfly will be shaking your heads in disbelief at this point. I may have to give you all a day to recover-lol.
I am actually writing this at 10.30pm because Vera (landlady) is coming round at 9am with someone from the bank, to value the house...something to do with updating the mortgage, I think. That's often my meditation time so I will have to move the meditation to the blog-writing spot thus the early posting of Day 91.
I am also doing something a little bit scary tomorrow but I will tell you all about it after the fact.......and I'm not talking about Alisons parent interviews although they also are tomorrow-lol.
Love to all,
Lxx
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