March 31, 2016, Prescott- I woke this morning, to an insistence from the Universe, that I not move too quickly, at first. So, the shower was leisurely, a “hit the ground running” job request was declined (Throwing myself together, for a forty-five minute drive, at the last minute, would not have ended well, this morning.)
Some readers think I’m too self-centered. I guess it can look that way, from a distance. Truth is, not an hour goes by, that thoughts and prayers aren’t with someone less fortunate. My thoughts right now are with a young lady whom I regard as a niece, dealing with her second severe loss, in less than a year, and with three young people, in different parts of this continent, whose financial woes are presented as intractable. While I wish I had the resources to get several people straight, my inner Dave Ramsey gets channeled and I can best send them the spiritual energy to make do with what is, and build from there, as I have made myself do- thanks to two men named Dave.
The March lion is a bit tamer today. It’s a bit cool, but that will change, drastically, as April arrives. We’re anticipating temps in the mid-80’s here, next week. Water conservation, at least in my apartment, continues unabated.
My Reading List for April is,at present: Continuing, and finishing, “Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself: How to Lose Your Mind and Create a New One”, by Dr. Joe Dispenza ( This is a “get out of your comfort zone” book, lent me by a dear friend); “Atlantis: Insights From A Lost Civilization”, by Shirley Andrews (This one relies on actual science to extrapolate how things were, in that fabled place.); “Marco Polo: The Journey That Changed The World”, by John Man (also relying on historical records to tell the story of the man who helped get Europe out of its medieval doldrums); “The Billionaire’s Vinegar”, by Benjamin Wallace (This is the last of the books given me, by my paternal uncle, and weaves a classic tale of fraud, perpetrated on a naive and greedy man of means); “All The Light We Cannot See”, by Anthony Doerr (This is a tale of two young people, in the Brittany of World War II, who are brought together, in the most harrowing of circumstances.) These, and study of a Baha’i text, will take up my reading April.
The rest of today will be getting errands done, and catching up with friends in town. The lamb is rearing its head, so I must get going.