Some 24 hour periods present more challenges than others.  Yesterday was like that for me.  Not so much physical, as emotional.

             The cool thing about Self-Care and Life Changing endeavors is how much we learn along the way.   The knowledge, experience, and tools that we gather up can be applied, because we know what worked in the past, and what didn’t.

             I woke up this afternoon to a message that can only be described as hopeful.

Can Do It.

             As if the Universe was saying, “hey, nice progress yer makin’ there!”  (Because in my head, the Camp Hosts speak with a slangy accent.)

             The truth of the matter is, we ARE making good progress.  We’ve all been paying attention and we’ve all really done some great work.  Do we still have a ways to go?  Of course.  We never forget that this entire experience is a journey.  NOT a destination.

             On our card altar today, hopping back on to the regular rotation, this draw seemed to be the perfect next step in our excellent adventuring.

self-care, taking risks, oracle cards

“Risk  ~

Take a chance.

You have the power within to move mountains.”

             Another pat on the back?  Yep.  And a nicely illustrated one, too.

Today’s Deck:

Self-Care Cards by Cheryl Richardson

Hilariousness Of The Week:

was what came in the mail yesterday.

 A jury summons!

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!

5 thoughts on “Able To.

  1. Let’s see, a vocally liberal, highly tattooed woman: yeah, they are so going to pick you! 🙂 At least you’ll have done your civic duty by showing up! (I got out of my summons because my psych wrote a note that it would be too anxiety-provoking for me, which was true.)

    Risk. I’m great at taking the big ones, such as going back to school and moving far away. Much harder to make the small risks of meeting new people and applying for jobs I’m not sure if I can do (or that make me sweat just by looking at the job description).

    Some part of me knows I can move mountains, and sometimes it whispers to me.

    …..a vocally liberal, highly tattooed woman: yeah, they are so going to pick you!
    That part is fine, in fact, that’s half of Eugene. It’s the issue of being married to, and giving birth to, cops.

    1:03 a.m.

  2. I’ve gotten much better at taking risks. I’ve discovered that if I just put on a hard shell and dive in, it makes it easier. Generally I regret not doing something more than I regret doing it. Of course today’s adventure in playing frisbee in the snow may have been ill-advised, at least for my circulation, but I thoroughly enjoyed it!

    Good luck with jury duty! 🙂

    Generally I regret not doing something more than I regret doing it.”


    1:05 a.m.

  3. Ah, yes. Jury duty. I’ve been called up twice. Once, it was frowned upon that I have a relative in law enforcement. The second time I was put in the “on call pool” and had to get up and call in every morning at 6 a.m. to see if I was selected. I did get called in one time for selection. However, my not so hot opinion of hospital personnel (Yes, they DO make mistakes!) got me tossed.

    I was torn on whether I wanted to be selected or not. On one hand, it would be interesting. But on the other hand, was having to get up at the butt crack of dawn (a one hour drive one way) and make arrangements for my kids. But I was never picked!

    I’ve served twice. Once here (before Emma was born, and before law enforcement was such a CLOSE part of our lives) and once in California when Dan and I were in college. It’s fascinating. But I know I’ll never be picked again.

    1:11 a.m.

  4. Yeah, you’ll get picked. Just like the Mrs. who got to get as far as being the first juror selected to sit in the box, and the first one dismissed during voir dier. Better yet, go like Tatiana, who got selected for a day they didn’t need jurors.

    I can’t even imagine how I’m going to get my nocturnal self elf THERE at that fucking unbelievable hour of the day. 😕

    1:17 a.m.

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