Today was a new day. I woke early, for a Sunday, and headed uptown to SGI to meet Rose to chant. I walked on the nearly deserted streets. A few cars headed uptown and down, and few businesses were open. A beautiful clear morning. Just the right temperature. As always, there was Rose, with a bright smile and welcoming hug. We went in for the service, and within moments I felt so much better. It helps me, it may not be for everyone, but for me, it helps. It is a way to disconnect from the heaviness of my world. I find I go to a higher place and the energy is so strong there. The people there so welcoming and kind. We left feeling happy and ready to start the day, and I reflected on yesterday and how crazy I had let myself become over something so out of control. It's money. The bottom line. It will work out like it always does, somehow. A group of us had a little breakfast at Whole Foods, shared our experiences, laughed, pondered, and most of all enjoyed our company. The sky was blue and tufted with white billowy clouds and the sun shone through them at just the right angle. It shifted my mood and the rest of the day was happy.
Met Ed and Seymour outside Starbucks and joked and got serious, but not too serious. Headed home did some FB time, got ready to go to Staten Island to visit Mike and Viki. I had to get away from my house today. It had to happen. I was feeling so trapped. I know that when we go to Mike and Viki's it will always be filled with lots of laughter. So we laughed, and Ed and Mike and Steve vanished to the basement to watch the Bears game. That in itself is a whole 'nother story. Can't touch that. So as Viki and I talked while Ian pretended to do homework, I said I'd love to invite Michelle Obama to read my blog. Well, don't say something like that around Viki. Next thing we know, Viki has Michelle Obama's White House site up and I'm inviting her to join my blog. Who knows? It would be the thrill of a lifetime to have her read my blog. Please Michelle, please read my blog.
It made me suddenly hunger to be heard. We HAVE to lift our voices if we want change, and we must do it respectfully. So not unlike a lottery ticket, I have sent my message of support for Health Care Reform, and an invitation to be heard from by me, the little gal, who has the big heart and the tapped out pocket book, but not willing to quit. To fight, not just for me, but for millions of people just like me. President Obama don't abandon us now. We believe in you.
Tomorrow is another day to greet with hope. I will do that over and over again.
Nite!
Love and Light
Melissa
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