so why the sense of dread?
perhaps it has more to do with the fact that my contract at TFC is comming to an end - and I haven't found a new job yet. or perhaps I'm worried about financing my trip to SA in August? possibly. most likely, though, I'm scared I won't be able to provide for my loved ones.
sheesh!! when did I grow up?
I'll be 3¹in three weeks.
I'll be unemployed in three months.
*breathe*
that's plenty of time for someone to respond to my applications.
I'm trying to control things again and putting the cart before the horse in the process.
hey! It's Wednesday - half way to the weekend ;0) let's all relax and have a good one, okay?
hugs,
W
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one of my favorite books (and one that truly helped me find a way after my meth disaster) is "when things fall apart" by pema chodron. her (buddhist) premise is that when crisis looms, resist doing what we always do. instead pause, and let the universe fill in the space of unknowing. that's when miracles happen.
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awesome! thanks for popping by - now type forth and let fly!