This fall equinox/harvest moon I've had some time to think about what was planted earlier in the year and what harvest is now coming my way.
I was pretty sure the "seeds" planted earlier SUCKED beyond the telling of it. Turns out, it was all for my highest good and while I knew that, I sure felt differently about it all.
There is still much sorting to be done. The chaos, while somewhat quelled, is not through with me yet. There is much I don't know about the future and that's very hard for me to handle, being a seer and all. I don't see where I will land nor do I see how I will end up financially. The problems that can be solved, have been solved. The rest must wait until a more opportune time. It's simply the best I can do.
I lit candles and burned incense last night, left the TV off and pondered what I have to be grateful for. What came to mind is so much more than I can put into words, even if a good "list' existed. While incredibly uncomfortable, I do feel as though I was provided with a soft landing. There are certainly people worse off than me.
Just days after turning 46, faced with starting everything over...again...even during the times I have the thoughts about the injustice of it all, I still feel blessed. And thankful. The harvest has been better than anything I could have imagined alone.