![]() ![]() Mary hated my guts she hated my swear word, the audacity of immortality and called me classless and awful. “Yuk,” a woman called Mary said in an online women’s group. It’s the context, it’s always the context in which things happen that tell their story and reveal their message I posted the immortality picture and my earth quake story in my social media. ![]() ![]() Clean up and write the outlines for your books and your life. No wonder the posts of my declutter friend Rebecca are poking my soul since weeks get organized, babe. My physical action was to start cleaning up my act from papers to tons of script notes and piles of outfits to legal stuff and those boring bureaucratic needs. I had talked about it often, wrote it in my morning pages be open! But to be open we have to see clearly, remove the clutter. Looking at the sold out shovels, earth quake putty and first aid kits at the local hardware store and empty water shelves at Gelson’s not many people are.īut for me it’s not just being prepared for a disaster but for life for opportunities. I texted my son, what now? I felt flight, “I move to Seattle” and fight, “I fulfill my Los Angeles dreams and face my fears.” The series of emotions ended with a bang of immense gratefulness. I felt fear, powerlessness, the need to connect with friends, create a back up system, create safety, hug my loved ones. Nothing crashed, only a clothing rack fell off the door at home but the earthshaking moment became me-shaking. Okay, the earth quake was for everybody but I take things personally.įor a woman who takes life as a movie script with clues and cues and lines to learn, with supporting actors, heroines and heroes and opponents who push, shift and guide me, this was a biggy. “Haha”, the Universe had responded to my big mouth and sent me an earth quake. Think positive thoughts but I was too numb for that. I was holding my breath, there’s nothing else you can do. I envisioned the huge power poles crash on my car. The car was shaking heavier now… this… was… an… earth… quake…. I felt empowered and the photo shoot was a kick in the butt of my doubts.īack in the car I turned around to my dog, I thought she was scratching herself as the car was shaking lightly. People have crazy dreams and this is one of mine. I don’t usually swear in writing but the f-word wishing for a forever life and spelled out in Swarovski crystals made sense to me. “I am effing immortal,” I thought on my photo shoot, feeling a naughty giggle like a kid wanting to make things true by stomping my foot. ![]()
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