I can’t believe I slept as well as I did, until around 4:30, when I remembered what had happened last night. From then on, I tossed and turned. But! At least I have a cozy bed to do that in. Silver linings.
I did something this morning that I struggle doing on most days, I made a phone call, and not just any phone call: This one went to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania – to the owner of the house to ask him “why?” We had a long conversation – he was very kind and I can completely understand his reasons for selling the house. He offered to sell me the house if I wanted, yet this is not where we belong which, unfortunately, means divorcing my Beautiful Wicked Tree.
Work went well. I have to admit, Fear and Uncertainty is an old-familiar. It is how I once operated. This rush of adrenaline, the constant state of panic is the way I used to live. I can operate like this…as long as I keep my Conscious Contact open.
This morning, Universe let me know that I was being taken care of by way of an old friend reaching out and asking me to chair a 12-step meeting tonight. As soon as I got the request, I smiled and knew without a shadow of a doubt that I would be OK. Situations like this energize me, allowing me to feel the depth of my humanness; these are my learning moments, so I try to enter such times with eyes wide open, being fully aware.
The meeting tonight was Extra More than what I needed: it was all encompassing, pure 
serenity. Plus, I got to share the glory of my Wicked Tree. Home, where my Girl was already asleep, and my Boy was waiting. So, I embraced my age, set down my raw ginger-lemon-honey tea that I had been drinking at the meeting and made myself a nice hot cup of magnesium citrate. It’s an honor to grow old.
Pictures: The evening sky with Venus peeking through the top-tight corner; This morning’s Wicked Tree; My tea.
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