The Blog Blog
I figured that was a more socially acceptable than “The What-The-Fuck-Ever Blog”. Although, swear-sensitive readers beware, that is what this is now. Any topic goes. Sure there will be Natural Health, Taoism, Tarot and all that stuff because …well, because that’s just me. Deal. But any and every other topic is fair game too, all brainwaves welcome.
The Natural Health part of my grand career plan has gone precisely nowhere. Like everyone else, whenever I make (what I think is) a smart plan, the universe responds with “hold my beer”.
Read an interesting blog post by my friend and excellent energy healer who goes by Pip online. She quoted someone. I don’t remember who. I don’t remember what. I don’t remember when. I didn’t pay attention to those details because I had no idea at the time how much the thing it talked about would lodge in my brain. It was totally one of those times when guidance and an idea we really, really need to hear smacks us up the side of the head, scholarly citation be damned. Thank you whoever you are for whatever you said.
I don’t remember the exact words, but the basic concept was to imagine, what would your life be like, what choices would you make if your life’s true purpose found you instead of you finding it. I’ve talked about this loads in my Tarot work (which has, gratefully, been far more vibrant than the “healer” thing. THAT should be a BIG hint right there.)
Driving is a meditative thing sometimes. It’s the best kind because I don’t set out for it to be a meditation. The ah-ha moments very often come when you are focusing on anything else (like staying on the road, not driving up a tree or what have you). Same for that grand “life’s purpose” we all seem to want. That thing that you can do that will let you not work another day in your life. That. I’m starting to think that we never can, never do find it. It does indeed find us….and ONLY when we aren’t looking for it.
It hit me one day while I was busy trying not to hit the bigger pot holes on a local street: If it is true you have to define what you want in order to manifest it, then I want my best path to present itself to me and bring a truckload of money right along with it. Not pretty, but ruthlessly honest. Maybe a little merciless honesty is what is needed for that to happen.
I’m slamming full speed into midlife. I’m too far out of the closet to put the genie back in the bottle. And heck yeah, I’ll mix metaphors and dangle participles if I darn well want to. Trying to play nice, be diplomatic, be cloying and enticing hasn’t worked. Maybe authenticity will.
It is what it is until it ain’t no more. Just so.
Like Rachel Maddow says: Watch this space.
