If ever there was a time for change, it is now.  We aren’t all just vermin scourging the Earth to be number one in the rat race for ‘who can be the best, richest, and most powerful.’  Power is a state of mind, give it all up- give any power you think you may have and humble yourself to what really matters.  Power may be what fuels the fittest to survive, by it is the wisest that seem to be right.

A strange urge overcame me last night; it must have been two or three in the morning.. much earlier than expected.. And I had the urgent idea that I needed to give my shit away. All of it. Down to the posters on the wall. Do I really need all this stuff? What does it do for me? Who am I that I keep these things? Questions left unanswered as I lay in the dark. Cold too, for there was no one but Brutus and he does not cuddle so well. Although, being of sound mind I try not to cuddle the dog too often- he may start to think I like him. Bwahaha.

So this morning I loaded two canvas paintings into the car and decided they should go to someone else.  Someone who will appreciate them as I did- if such a person exists.

And maybe tomorrow my hands will get antsy and pull the books off the shelves, anything and everything must go! I’m cleaning house and clearing the way for bigger and better ideas. Yoga mat? Hmm drum set perhaps? Or just an empty space to let the energy flow more freely round the house. A large plant. Yes. A large plant would be nice. 

Tried the whole Feng Shui thing, that’s so difficult, with rules about mirrors and water and which way the bed should sit… To much effort. I’ll sleep on the deck.  Feng Shui can put that in it’s pipe and smoke it. Ha.

And so it is, just like you said it would be.  Predictable Connie declaring some predictable influx of ideas.  Just let me know when the lights go off, for then it will be time to come around again.