I think of all the years spent meditating, on retreats, in therapy, journaling, in the living rooms of psychics and shaking the Magic Eight Ball and I want to cry because you were here all along and on etsy of all places.
Do I have a weakness for purses? Yes. We all know it's true. However, my search is over. Now every extra penny is going into the pig for one of these by Dazzling Lanna.
I'm in love. I'm in major swoon. I'm head over heels. Hmm. No joke. Do you know what I just wrote instead of head over heels? I swear I wrote, "head over heals". Wow. Things are shifting for me here. In a big way. I'm in a healing crises and not feeling well (feeling awful), but like I told my good friend Christine (who hasn't blogged in months argg!) a flip got switched last week. Something has changed.
I haven't lost the 100 pounds, my skin is imperfect and I haven't reached any of my rigid "before I can get" goals, but last Saturday I got my nose pierced anyway. Four days later I met my soul-purse. Coincidence? Mystery of the Unknown? I think not.
Kitchenettes, my piercer actually told me that he didn't mean to be "a dick or nothing", but that I was way overthinking the process. This was after just a couple of questions on my part...normally I would have gone running. Instead I laughed because I knew had found the right man for the "procedure". I do overthink...everything. Sometimes the Universe gives you just who you need.
I also have to thank my guide Tina Tarnoff...without her lovely blog, my purse and I might have been like two ships passing in the night. I can hardly bear thinking of it!
Interestingly enough...her blog is entitled, "Thought Patterns".
