It is December again.
It should be time to sink into the December blues of Christmas and New Year alone again.
...and now with added unemployment due to Newman's job cuts.
But I seem to be floating on a tiny bubble of hope instead.
I saw a psychic a few weeks ago.
(Whether you believe in spirituality or not, in the end, she was cheaper than a psychologist and I felt much better afterwards.)
Perhaps because she told me to give myself permission to let go of the things beyond my control.
Like another contract for next year..... I have worked my hardest all year and have to trust that all I have done will be enough to land a job somewhere.
She also gave me hope that I will meet another man who I wont want to run screaming from.
Whether its fake or not, it feels nice to have hope.
...and I am enjoying things more than I otherwise would.
- Miss K got an academic award at school today. I was overjoyed for her.
- Mum and Dad are buying another puppy that the kids will be able to play with all holidays - this thought fills me with child-like joy as I keep looking at the pictures of the puppy they are collecting this weekend.
- H has been delighting me with his own brand of humour.
- Both kids have had a great year at school.
- I get to see my friends through the holidays.
as a psychotherapist, and completely dis-enamored of it now, I snort happily at the psychic (this psychic) being better, cheaper, and more effective. Right.On.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your words of hope; they cause me to say or ask myself, "Just maybe, me too?"
ReplyDeleteI love the hope bubbles, and thank GOD for them.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you're feeling it, especially during the holidays.
Lovely post Amanda. I wish you the best in your future job prospects!
ReplyDelete"Maybe it all is a big bubble that will pop any second now, but until it does, I'm going to relax and enjoy the feeling of peace."
I recognize that things are going well too, but feel like I'm waiting for the bubble to pop. :-(
(Once bitten, twice shy.)
I also recognize that I need to enjoy what I have, and where I am NOW. 'Cause that's all anybody ever really has.
And I love all the simple things you're currently thankful for!
May we all enjoy our bubbles this holiday.
I would not throw a stone at anyone who wants to see a psychotherapist or counselor or whatever, but I have never found them a bit helpful in my life circumstances. When my H told me (in the midst of an emotionally violent mid-life crisis) in 2005 that he wanted a divorce, they told me over and over that my divorce was inevitable...well fiffle on them, I was happily married, very much in love and in the same house with him the day he died so "neener-neener" on all the naysayers in my life.
ReplyDeleteI very much wanted to ask a medium or psychic about my H but (for me) I decided it would be disrespectful to God to push it, if I was meant to know something, He would make it known. I got a call from a friend who has a 6th sense gift and she had been visited by H who did have a message for me, so I did get my hope. It was comforting but also isolating to know that messages from him really were OVER...part of it was her sensing that he had moved fully forward to his final place.
Ive decided to spend money on having a good time instead of counseling...so far its working. If it stops working, I will reconsider but for now Im planning a trip to London with my daughter (got floor seats to see One Directon!)