Restless night


 Oh how I hate those nights to hot to sleep, I toss and turn but no matter what position I am in I  am hot and restless.   The mind continues to dredge up memories from the past repeating over and over  sequences of events long forgotten during the daytime.  Why oh why do I recall silly memories, my first job on the ledger machine at Anchor foods, I suppose this is part of entering the castle thinking about circumstances which stood in my way of following my soul's calling or circumstances I chose over following my soul's voice.  I think I worked at that job for a year then moved into the city to work for Burns Philp where another opportunity came my way to work in the travel industry which I turned down because I was married with a child and couldn't see myself being in the travel industry. Another dream of travel was forfeited as there was no way Ray would have supported me being away and him taking care of Rachel.  If only I could do this life again but I  can't so today I took time out wandered the library and asked my soul to shine through and show me what I could do now and that was to become a mentor to whom I do not know but I will put it out there and if there is some person who needs a mentor may I be the one who reaches out to help them have a better life.

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