Odd Shit and Potatoes

Well once again it is just after five thirty in the morning and I am sitting in a mostly empty house waiting for the coffee to brew. In a few more days this house will be occupied by a young family. I wonder how the house will feel, it has never had children living in it before. The energy of this house is very calm and peaceful so it will be interesting to know how the family and the house react to each other. I know it sounds a little odd for me to write about the house like it has a personality and feelings but I think about these things. Perhaps it is the energy of the people that permeate the building, like the house is a container for their spiritual energy. I may never know.

Speaking of odd, some people would describe me and my lifestyle as odd and that is the way I like it. I am open to all the possibilities and if that makes me a little odd so be it. One really strange and funny thing happened this week. I was talking on the phone to a friend who also happens to be a medium and she started laughing. When she starts to laugh it always makes me nervous and curious at the same time. She had Alfred Hitchcock show up on the ceiling of her little sitting room. I started laughing as well, really Alfred Hitchcock. So, I asked what does Alfred have to say?
Well his message was for me to keep writing but in a more creative form. He told me to make up stories. Who am I to argue with Alfred Hitchcock? So once I am in my new place and life has settled down I will start writing in a more creative form, which has always been my passion, reading and writing fiction. No idea what I will write about at this point but you can bet it will have a spiritual theme and some odd characters.

The universe has a funny way of leading me to things. I also notice this happening in the lives of the people around me. We are lead where we need to go, even if at the time the method of getting us there does not appear to be beneficial at first. You lose your job unexpectedly then out of nowhere the perfect job for you appears. This has happened to me a few times! I was lead to this new place I will be living and there were lots of applicants for the suite, but I knew that it would be mine. People show up out of the blue just when I need them. I always get what I need though most times that is rarely what I want or perhaps it would be better to say what I think I want. The universe is much wiser than I am.

Some would say that our thoughts create our reality and for the most part I would agree with them. However, sometimes shit just happens. Sometimes big shit or unfair shit just happens to you or to those around you. I don’t think our thoughts manifested that situation but I do think that our thoughts determine how we respond to the shit! Keep expecting negative things to happen and negative things will happen, expect the positive and you get positive. I am always surprised that the universe thinks I deserve all the wonderful things that it brings me. I am no more special than the next person, but am constantly amazed at the things that happen to me and around me. Not all of them have been pleasant but each one has been a learning experience. Some lessons are easier to learn than others of course!

Well it is now three hours later and a wonderful friend just left driving my 51 Caddy called Lola. It was hard to see her leave the garage with someone else behind the wheel but I know she will be treated with care and is being stored in a safe place. I love that car with her curvy behind and all the little things that come with owning an old piece of rolling art. I especially love the colour, which was a happy accident. Someday I will tell you the story of the creation of Lola and all the laughter, happy coincidences that happened and how she got her name. Today is not the day for that. I had tears in my eyes as she went down the driveway with me standing in an empty garage. Here I am once again saying goodbye, alone with tears in my eyes. This portion of my life has almost come to an end, no more standing here by myself watching people and things leave my life. Just got the phone call, Lola and driver have arrived safely, woohoo!

Friends are arriving this morning to help me move the last few things from the house. Don’t know if I will sleep here again. Maybe one more time to say goodbye.
Life is funny and messy and beautiful and tragic and miraculous and difficult, it is all good, all the ups and downs are good. So my final words today are, if a man asks you to hold his potatoes walk away, even if they are warm!

Peace and love to all of you

2 thoughts on “Odd Shit and Potatoes

  1. I will hope that the man and the potatoes story will surface later. What I do understand of this posting is the ‘goodbyeing’ part. Leaving the home Y and I had built on land that had shared itself with us and so many others was more than difficult. I couldn’t stay in the house on the last night. I had to anchor myself into the next place so I could make the transition on the day I handed over the keys. So I did and it helped me turn the goodbye into a hello.
    What also happened was on that last morning, waiting for the Realtor and the new owner. I was sobbing and couldn’t stop. I had already done several ceremonies, among them a purification lodge with these same two people to introduce the new owner to the spirits of the land and vice versa. Something wasn’t complete. So i climbed the hill where the first lodge had been built and where Y’s ashes had been returned to the Earth and asked and waited for help. I was told to decord yet again, but this time to start at the top. So I looked for any cord to release from my crown chakra, it was clear. Then I looked at my third eye, and there it was, a deeply inserted cord. I worked from my side, but it wouldn’t disconnect and then I asked the land to release me and ‘pop’ i heard a sound and almost fell over. My tears which had been non-stop were done. This section of Earth where so many pieces of me were buried (my uterus and one-and-only dog plus Y) had been connected deeply within me. I had received many messages from the spirits there for me to not leave them. But all my other guidance showed me that I needed to leave. Once that connection was shifted, the land and i have been able to move into our next relationships.
    The next week I had occasion to drive past the drive-way to that land and realized I had passed it without even a heart tug, without even looking toward the break in the forest where the gravel road wound it way past the small hill to where my home was located. It was bizarre. I didn’t feel lack, only completion and the readiness for move on.
    May you sense this kind of completion. Congratulations on all the things you have faced, endured, challenged, changed, and stepped through or over or around. Best thoughts to you. E


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