I was in a holding pattern for a while before all of my recent concerns made me change course. It was one of those moments in life where you can't make a decision because none of the options were more desirable than the others, nothing seemed like a step forward, more like a lateral move or a move away from what I wanted, but toward what I thought I should be doing.
Then something desirable came along and changed everything...
I've had several discussions with people lately about signs, particularly how I don't believe in them and think they are reserved for people with a faith in fate or divine forces that I don't possess. However, even I have to say that there's been enough doors opening at just the right moment lately to make me at least reluctant to look a gift horse in the mouth if there are such things as 'signs'.
I tend to think -- personally -- that we see things, notice things, when we are looking for them, or somehow open to noticing them. Subconsciously or less-so. I don't think this belittles the notion of signs, really -- perhaps, if anything, it ought to broaden our notions of our hidden selves.
ReplyDeleteAnd, for what little it is worth (less than nothing, or very nearly) -- you being a complete stranger, and us having no connection to each other, and all of that -- but I was very glad to read that you are well, and not in any immediate kinds of health-related danger. (And I like the tattoo.)
Well spoken, Miss B. and thank you for the kind words and well wishes.
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