This email sent to me by a friend is not my writing...Colo

The 'L I T T L E' Things

The head of a company survived
9/11 because his son started kindergarten.

Another fellow was alive because it was
his turn to bring donuts.

One woman was late because her
alarm clock didn't go off in time.

One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike
because of an auto accident.

One of them
missed his bus.

One spilled food on her clothes and had to take
time to change.

One's
car wouldn't start.

One went back to
answer the telephone.

One had a
child that dawdled
and didn't get ready as soon as he should have.

One couldn't
get a taxi.

The one that struck me was the man
who put on a new pair of shoes that morning,
took the various means to get to work
but before he got there, he developed
a blister on his foot.
He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.
That is why he is alive today.


Now when I am
stuck in traffic,
miss an elevator,
turn back to answer a ringing telephone...
all the little things that annoy me.
I think to myself,
this is exactly where

God wants me to be
at this very moment..

Next time your morning seems to be
going wrong,

the children are slow getting dressed,
you can't seem to find the car keys,
you hit every traffic light,
don't get mad or frustrated;
God is at work watching over you.

May God continue to bless you
with all those annoying little things
and may you remember their possible purpose.

I am getting ready to go work on a strip center. Today I will tear down some curtains and put up more "For Lease" signs. I will probably eat lunch at the Mexican Pizza Place and have a talk with the owner. His wife has recently been recovering from cancer. In addition to all the standard medical treatment they went to Mexico (where they are from) and got a reserve of special teas and herbs which they credit with her recovery. M is a simple man. He is proud of his children he his happy with his business (which barely pays the bills) and he greets every day with a prayer of graditude.

My friend Pat (my daughter's sponsor) always says "Life is good." When Sami with her body pummeled and her blank stare first came to the hospital, Pat met me there. As she was leaving, she said "Life is good" Pat is a nice woman (coincidently a Scorpio woman). I wanted to say to her that life is not fair or good. Actually, I wanted to say more than that. In my pain I looked at her and shook my head. Today I know that she was right. Life is good.

Words have power. Last night I read back on my own blog. Since I first came here I have been amazed and confused and in awe of the energy that is the Blogstream. It is harder to read these days with all these new souls and filters and history. Like a flowing stream, a small town or a large family we churn and pull apart and ebb and flow, and grow and change. It is like an overnight stay in the home of a "just met" relative.

I have been surprised, at the progress of the people here. I started to acknowledge, the changes I have seen in my friends, but I will only mention one. The amazing Lucy, has come a long way towards dealing with her paralyzing grief at the loss of her "sweet Annie". Lucy has a great capacity to love. She is, by nature, a person that feels other people's pain. We love Lucy without conditions, because she loves us like that. Lucy is a healer, and I believe she is receiving some of that healing energy back. I will send Lucy my prayers and positive energy every day. I would like to develop the loyalty and heart that Lucy was born with. Lucy and Pie have the same heart, with different souls to house it in. If Lucy is in the middle of a miracle, then I believe that the dark time she is having is part of the journey.

There are lots of other milestones and lots of other miracles happening here.....But those are other peoples onions.

I still believe the amazing evolutions are a result of "intentional transparency". This is my point of reference, a spiritual concept, I learned from, my old friend Rennie, in the early days of being sober. There are so many dramatic stories here in a few short months, that I refuse to believe it is an accident. I maintain the Stream is God's experiment with the human spirit. The power of words, fueled by souls seeking miracles. Some of these souls are receiving them.

I was so vested in continuing my journey here I revealed my own flaws (and not so acceptable) I revealed someone else's. As it usually happens, the battle that I was trying to avoid came back to me from another source. In the second battle, of the silly Blog war I refused to take the bait. So here I am. The irony of my life in Texas doesn't escape me.

Soul power is unstoppable. My journey continues. Life is good, even if it is not going my way. I love my friends. There is something sweet and pure in basking in other people's miracles. I have been blessed in my lifetime to go through this process in real life as well as on the Stream (which is real life on another level). When the journey gets confusing or sad or the boat is heading the wrong direction I will take heart. It may not be a direct route. But there is something like love which continues to move with the current on this mighty stream. With the wind in my face and my heart wide open I will not turn away.
Jackie

She is working puzzles,
and the pieces never fit.
She is lining up the candles,
and they never will get lit...

Every morning dawns a new day.
Every sunset ends in dark.
I no longer turn away,
from the truth in Perez Park....

I looked for this child of mine
and saw the pieces fall in place.
All the candles light her way.
Puzzletime is ended by God's grace...

Colo

UPDATE: Lucy is taking a break from blogging..She left a message for Hockey Mom..Please do not PM her....Hopefully she will return soon. Colo

Sometimes when I am floating along in my life, I do not see the storm clouds until I feel the rain. A few weeks ago. my daughter, Sami had a relapse on drugs....She is young, and I guess she thought she was too young to be an alcoholic. Maybe I thought so too. Well not anymore. I am convinced, and Sami is still in the hospital, and may be there for awhile longer. But she is doing well. Since she wasn't depressed before this happened, she is not depressed now, except for dealing with the trauma. Maybe she is learning some coping mechanisms, that she was not able to learn before. Hopefully she is learning that there are consequencies to her actions.

Anyway, I took her birthday gifts to the State Hospital yesterday. I think she had a good day. Her best friend, Kat, and Kat's Mom were there. Later her AA sponsor and her sponsors partner visited....So Happy Birthday, Samantha. I so hope the Aries hard headedness transforms into some of that positive and graceful reliability that I have seen in every Aries woman that I know. When we talked today she seemed like she is heading in the right direction. I no longer trust my judgement where Sami is concerned..

My ex-fiancee came over today. We played chess. I felt like I was in the middle of Herman Hesse's "The Bead Game". Coincidently, that's what the Blogstream reminds me of sometimes. I was halfway waiting for him to make a pass....he's married, so I promised Nikki of "The Simple Thoughts" that I would "bitchslap" him if he tried anything. But I think he is still just sorting out his feelings, about Ray's death. Since I have never hit a man before, I was kinda thinking that I could get even for how our relationship ended. Then I remembered we kinda faded away. I really have no reason to be angry at this man at all. So even though I did feel a little like hitting someone today, I decided I would be misdirecting my flash of anger.

I did tell him about John. I think I had already told him. I think that he is just sad. We can be friends. I am sure that it will be good for him to have a friend. He says he doesn't have that many anymore. His wife has nothing to fear from me. John is my lover and I will not pursue anything else (especially not a married man). Maybe I am a one at a time kinda girl, after all. But it is good for me to make friends with my past. Our looking in the coffin of our dead relationship, makes me wonder at the links and coincidences of life.....We can be friends. And who knows next life? This time around our time is past.

*Strange coincidence my ex's sister is in the same hospital as Sami in a different ward of course, but I don't believe in coincidences...