3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.
Whether or not it's linked to the day befores anxiety, last night saw me sobbing my way through songs that ALWAYS make me cry. It didn't happen accidentally, I actually chose to work my way through them because I knew that I needed an emotional release. I don't know why I needed it but I did need it and now it is done......for now.
Yesterday was a really good day and so I don't have a bad day to blame for making me want to cry.
I was a wee bit later in going out to the library because I decided to make soup, so that I could take some with me for lunch. En route, to the library, I stopped in at the little health store, to show the owner my Angel cards, which I had purchased from her on the weekend. She had told me that she'd never seen the inside cards and so I thought I'd let her see mine, then she'd have a better idea of what to tell her customers about them.
She drew a card for herself and I knew that it had meant something and she and I got chatting. I wrote this little 100 word competition entry in the library afterwards.
"Simply because I thought she’d appreciate them, I stopped by to show her the Angel cards she’d sold me the day before. They came in a beautiful little box with a winged-heart on top and, upon opening it, the shop-owner smiled sadly and chose a card for herself. As she read what it said, her smile turned to one of gratitude and she looked up at me.
‘Before you came in, I asked the Angels to help me because I am afraid of being alone this Christmas.’
She then showed me her card which read ‘We are Always with You’"
The details of the card (I didn't even see the one she drew) and her reason for requesting Angelic help are untrue but the gyst of the story is not. I also gave this lovely lady my cup of soup (untouched in a paper cup) went back home to make up some remedies for her and picked up more soup for myself. Before leaving the shop for the second time, I tied one of Pink and Greens crochet bracelets on her wrist, we swapped email addresses and she gave me a huge hug........much needed by me.
I received an email of thanks from her last evening and it never ceases to amaze me (or her) that, if you ask for their help, the Angels will provide it in some way shape or form.
For her, yesterday......I was that form. And perhaps the Angels were also reminding me of how much I have inside me to share and how much I love helping others? Mmm, they can be quite sneaky, I think.
And so I now have a friend around the corner and I know that I will be visiting that little shop more. She stocks the whole range of Bach remedies and has done the level 1 Bach course. She's also done Reiki levels 1 and 2. Woohoo. A kindred-Spirit in my front yard....almost.
We chatted about my perhaps doing Bach Consultations in the store and running some workshops in 2015 and if you add to the day, the fact that I ordered some business cards whilst my soup was brewing, you'll get the idea that I am feeling like I'm getting ready for a New Year of 'giving'.
It's taken me three months to even begin to feel like I have anything to give, therapy-wise and I do believe that it must be my Water Violet gently doing it's thing. It took me till last weekend to even feel comfortable enough to go into a store that I passed every weekday and that had Angel Cards and books in its window........what was that all about?
I spent lots of time yesterday evening looking at writing forums because I am still very focused on my writing despite the fact that I now feel like 'helping others' through my other talents. The day to day cost of living will hopefully be taken care of by the daily work of being of service and I suspect that my writing will take a little adapting to a couple of hours twice a day, rather than a four hour slot. I may even discover that I am more productive that way.
Did I tell you that its beginning to look a lot like Christmas here? There are snow flurries most days and sometimes it lies on the ground and sometimes it doesn't. There are the beginnings of fantastic outdoor decorations and now that I've discovered how to email my Blackberry photos and upload them to Facebook, I will be able to show you more of what our neighbourhood is like.
Yesterday, I saw that people hang bobbles on their outdoor trees. Some of them HUGE and others small. I don't have a tree in our garden or I'd be tempted. I hope to pick up just a wee set of lights to pur around the bush at the front door. Just so we're not the only house in the dark......oh and because I love lights.
So, I will close. I am going to meet Jen at the airport at 6pm tonight.........an increase in hugs-yippee. It will be strange for Ali and I to not be by ourselves but we will be glad to have Jen home for different reasons. Ali will have someone else to show her videos to, rather than having to persuade me to watch them and I will have someone to chat with during the day. My silence has been lovely and needed, these past eight weeks but the time is right for another change.
Love to all,
Lxxx
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