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It is…Sunday, September 20, 2020. Time...Sequestered & Sublime

Theme – My Life is My Creation

This isn’t just about what we do, but also what we think. Being in touch with your deeper and baser thoughts and beliefs can make a big difference in how you perceive, and interact with, your life. This is something I am having to come to terms with recently. I don’t know what to make of it at the moment. [Not to mention that whole vibrational attraction thing.]

Lesson – Careful the Wish You Make…

All week long, I found myself on the brink of using the word. I would catch myself and stop. The one moment it happened. It slipped past me. “I wish I would just break, break beyond recovery, and get it over with.” Then, by the end of the week…well…you’ll just have to wait until next week for that.

Observation – Idle Hands are the Devil’s Playground

Tis true. Tis true. I find that, as I sit in my idle time with very little to do, I get myself into ‘trouble.’ Sometimes just in thought and sometimes in action. If I go too long without things to work on I can create a whole mess for myself.

Feedback

Wisconsin commented that she is seeing The Cycle. For so long now I have mentioned that my life seems to work in several different Cycles, but there is one, in particular – The Cycle of my year. She says that she has heard me speak of it, but now, knowing me this long, she is actually seeing the repeated pattern. When February begins, I am usually about to begin something new. Two years ago it was The Theatre. Last year it was homelessness. As the year presses on, momentum builds, with a peak of activity in the summer. Then, as fall sets in, the energy wanes a bit. I slow down. Life slows down – to an almost nothingness. Then, I drift through the last few months – sometimes barely hanging on. For some reason, when she mentioned it and I started to think about The Cycle and the patterns, I came to a new realization. It is also about this time of year hat the thoughts of death set in. I’m not saying this in a suicidal way – though it has expressed itself that way in the past. But, there is definitely always a feeling of life coming to an end. It makes me wonder if in my life after death, there is a part of me that remembers the death and longs for it. This doesn’t have to mean physical death. Just the death of things past. I just don’t know what that means anymore.

Also, Looch commented on my fascination with books – and how I ‘live’ by them. It’s true, and there’s so much I could comment on about this. I love them and live by them because they work. And, never would I have ever considered myself a stick in the mud, but I definitely am a book guy. For instance, at The Seasonal Store, ‘The Book’ says you are to merchandise exactly according to planogram. Yet, in the real world, more often than not you don’t have the product you need. It is even very common to not have the space you need. So, you make it up as you go along. I’ll admit, I had a hard time with this the first few times I had to do it. I’m better with it now. Still, in making it up, there are guidelines in ‘The Book’ that should be used. They have a certain way of grouping and hanging things. It works. It visually works. If you follow it, you can also make it work for space. ‘The Book’ is a guideline – something to anchor oneself in when needed, or all else fails. The same goes for The Job. Now, their ‘Book’ gets a little more critical because it is dealing with food, but even if we step outside of food safety, ‘The Book’ gives us things that work. As minute or silly as something may seem it is done that way because it works. It may seem to matter very little, but in the grand scheme of things it can make a big impact. For example, we must mark the sandwich wraps. The system is to drop the bun in the toaster, pull the wrap and mark it, then make the sandwich. It’s done in that order because it is the most time efficient. You have to wait for the toasted bun, so…do something. Anyway, very few people do it in this order, if they mark the wrap at all. Not marking the wrap at all causes its own problems. If it is a special sandwich that isn’t marked it slows things down because, now, we all have to double check it. I will check it before I put it in the bag. My DT person will check it before handing it out the window. Not marking the wrap at all also lends itself to handing out the wrong sandwich. So, I heard a crew member challenge a manager. “What’s the difference when I mark it?” [A lot of people will mark it after it’s wrapped.] I explained – first, all of the preceding, but also some finer details. If you mark the wrap on the sandwich you risk poking the grease pencil through. It has now become a food safety issue. If you mark the wrap on the sandwich, you press down and put pressure on the bun. You dent it, squish it. Now, it has become a product quality/brand standard issue. When we mark the wrap on the sandwich, we tend to slow down – trying not to poke through the wrap or squish the bun. Now, it becomes a speed of service issue. You see, everything that is in the book is there for a reason. I am so adamant about hte book at The Job because, they own it. All of it – the book, the name, the product, the brand. The Job owns it all and has defined how they want it presented. My only job is to ensure that we uphold those standards. Systems & Routines Save the World. Likewise, The Bible. What is in that book works. It is a great guideline for life. I do not care if you are Christian, or Muslim, or Jewish, or Wiccan, or Atheist – what that book gives us, works. Yet, sometimes, to fully understand what it has given us, we must go ‘off’ book and learn from another source. The history of the Hebrew language can tweak a lot of insight. He compared it to theatre. He’s an improv guy and so he likes going off book. He is comfortable in that. I have done shows and been in situations when improv can work and is fun, but in a scripted show I say to stick to the script. Your words greatly impact every other actor. If you get something just too wrong you can screw up a whole scene. [I have other thoughts on that, but that’s more of an Autopsy of Acting.] I find it all fascinating, to come to this revelation of how I function. Like I said, I would have never considered myself a staunch type of person. After all, if you look at the whole of my life, I seem to thrive [at least a bit] in doing it off book. Let’s be honest. I’m certainly not following the same guidelines as most. Yet, I seem to need that anchor of clarity from time to time as well. I don’t know Looch. What is there to be learned from all of this? [Also, I believe last week one of the totems talked about going ‘off book’.]

The Post

Monday, September 14, 2020; 2039

*sigh*

It was a day. A good day, but, a day nonetheless. I never really know what to write about when I sit down. There is always so much. There is my day in general- work at The Seasonal Store and then an impromptu dinner with The Princesses, including an early birthday present for Sunshine.

There was my weekend at The Job, filled with stress and drama.

The Theme, Lesson, and Observation from last week deserve some commentary.

Plus there has been some interesting Dreamtime along the way.

So, what do I write about. It is all important. It all plays into the story somehow. For instance, in Dreamtime there is only one thing I clearly recall. I walked into a room, but I do not know where it was. There was someone in the room, though I do not know who I was. I cannot even remember if the person was male or female. But, the person spoke. All I heard was, “we’ve heard you singing.” It seems random and obscure, I know. But, it stands out to me. [Especially, since it actually stood out.] It stands out to me because no one really hears me sing. I mean they have in various performances. But, no one hears me sing in general. I have a relationship with singing, like I do with money. I like it. It doesn’t seem to work very well for me. I love to sing. I hate singing. I sing a lot, for myself. I don’t like singing in front of others. Plus, I haven’t really been singing a lot. I’ve started again recently as I drive, but that’s it. So how does a Dreamtime like that happen?

Seek First the Kingdom. I was led to a bible verse. The message said, when you are worried, read this. So I read it. Matthew 16 something. It contains some of my favorite verses. All about do not worry about tomorrow. And, how the father cares for and tends all things. I know this and the reminder was nice. But, what I really took from it was to first seek out the kingdom and the kingdom is that which is light and love. Seek out servitude. Find the beauty in the nature of all things. This was definitely a reminder I needed. I have been drifting and struggling with keeping everything in light and love. [Ego is such a sneaky thing.]

The Job really drains me. I left work at 1700 last night and at 0830 this morning I was still breathing it all out. I still don’t feel completely back to myself, but I am better. The Job really twists me up good. I need to find a disconnect. I find myself to attached and it is really not that important.

I did have an interview today. Small company. Family owned. It’s still food service, but I am shooting for a better income. We will see. Honestly, I was hoping for an on the spot hire. I would love nothing more than to leave The Job. [Because it is hurting me.] Still, I fear I see myself for quite some time longer.

That’s all I can get out at the moment. I can’t quite focus.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020; 0739

I so wanted to write last night, but I just couldn’t find it within myself. It’s not so much that I was tired or worn out. I wasn’t necessarily sad. I just couldn’t find my thoughts. Well, I found them, because there were plenty of them. I just couldn’t sort through them. I say this all the time. It’s true. My mind is constantly clicking. The thoughts come and go quickly. It sometimes creates an illusion of forgetfulness or being absentminded. It’s not that at all. I remember everything. All the info is in there. It’s all just a matter of when it surfaces. And, that is the problem.

Anyway, this post seems to be about catching up and sorting through those thoughts. For instance, last week there was a moment. In writing the post, I skipped right over it. There were just too many other thoughts.

I had been at Old Geistopia. I think I was just popping in to get stuff from The Cave. As I was hitting the end of the driveway, on my way out, I spotted the neighbor across the street. This reminded me to pop out and wave to Craze through the window. I put The MattMobile in park, and hopped out. We exchanged hellos. Then she called over, “Are you back here?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

She sounded disappointed. This neighbor has always liked me being at Old Geistopia. I don’t exactly know why. She’s commented on it before – that she thought it was good for everyone that I was there.

I don’t know that the moment means anything. It just stood out to me.

I had an interview this week. It was the place that Looch had forwarded to me. I don’t get a good vibe. If it hadn’t made an excuse to see The Princesses, I’d say it was a waste of time. That leads to frustration. It just means remaining at The Job.

THAT leads to frustration.

It frustrates me because it hurts me on all levels. I never feel like myself and it is a struggle to get back to that place. Anymore, I no sooner shake it off and recuperate and it’s time to go back and start all over again. It feels like every day it pulls me further and further from the life I want for myself.

That leads to frustration.

I begin to think maybe that life is over. They say insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results. For over 20 years I have held on to this vision of what I believed my life was or would be. For 20 years, it has drifted in and out, giving me little tastes, but never solidifying into anything concrete.

Maybe it is time to put it all behind me. It is that time of year to die. Perhaps all of that must die and I must accept a new and different life. Perhaps it is time to give up the spirituality. It’s done nothing but make me a fool. Perhaps it is time to give up the readings and the reiki. I am far from being able to do them anyway. It will be months, at best, before I could even give it a thought. And, by then, I will be an assistant at The Job and I wont have it in me to do anyway. Perhaps, it is time to give up the blog. To my knowledge, there is less than a handful of readers and only two of them ever engage me. I always, and fully appreciate, their insight, but there seems to be no real purpose to it anymore. It was a foolish notion, hoping, somehow the blessed misery of my existence could fuel hope or inspiration in anyone. All the blog does right now is consume lots of time and energy.

Perhaps it is time to give up on The Rabbit Hole. For all the inspiration I have for it, and all of the belief I have that it could work, in reality I move farther and farther away from it every day. I never get closer. Maybe it was just never meant to be. Perhaps it was an illusion. Merely a trick of The Universe to keep me alive this long. It will always be in my mind and the loss will sting, but how is that different than any other part of my life.

The whole of my life has been loss and pain and suffering. For all of the blessings and miracles and beautiful moments, it is still wrought with misery. I am always alone, no matter where I go or who I am with. I can’t have a relationship. I can’t spend time with my daughters. I can’t get into a home of any kind. I can do work that pays decent and also lifts my spirit.

Thursday, September 17, 2020; 0941

As usual, there is just so much in my head. I really do spend a lot of time in there, just trying to make sense of it all, put it together. All I want is to do right in life. That’s it. I don’t even know how else to say it. Right Thought, Right Word, Right Action.

It is so easy to be distracted from that sometimes. We get caught up in the events and experiences. We wait, anxiously, for moments of perfection. Instead we should see the perfection of every moment. This is what I am struggling with most recently. I am feeling so trapped and off course that that is all I see. I must come back into the moment.

I don’t really know what that means. I know I need to slow down a bit. And, focus even more. I have been capsized by life and I am just getting my sea legs back.

Let me take you through my last 24 hours.

I was struggling yesterday morning. I was struggling a lot. I think that was obvious by all the vented frustrations. One that I did not get to list is that my greatest struggle is so very internal. I know that all things work out in their time. I know this. I know it at the most microscopic level of my being. But, when life gets like this – all chaotic and crazy and disheveled – one has to wonder.

So, I wonder if I am right in my faith or in my actions. I wonder if things ever will turn around. I wonder if I should just give up on everything and do…something different.

This is where I found myself yesterday morning. I finally got in contact with The Rescue Mission. Currently, due to COVID restrictions, once a person signs in, that person cannot leave – except for medical or court related reasons. Hence, I would have to give up working. Well, now that doesn’t seem very beneficial to me at all.

So, I was frustrated. My mind began ticking as I contemplated what other options lie before me if I cannot soon get my finances under control and find a place before it is too cold. The obvious one is pack it all up and head south.

And then, I wondered why it is all so difficult. I so did not want to be at The Rescue Mission (Be Careful What You Wish For,) yet I was willing – and still somewhat reluctant – to go. I mean, if that is what it is going to take, right? If that is the course G-d has set. Now, I don’t even have that.

So, I wonder, just what it is G-d wants from me. Are these all tests of Faith? How many times, must I go through it before I have proven myself? I know I struggle. How can one not? I guess it’s not about the struggle but what we do with it. We are bound to struggle. Perfectly imperfect.

‘That which I wish to be, I am not. That which I wish not to be, I am.’

I was just so…ugh!

Still, I went into The Seasonal Store and muddled my way about. It was a good day. I got stuff done. I ended up staying longer than I was scheduled because of scheduling problems, but this happens. I even managed to be blessed with dinner before I left. Still, this got me home later than I had really wanted. [I suppose it’s a good thing I decided to do laundry before work.]

I got back to Camp and had a conversation with The Baker about Housing Assistance. [I did look into that this morning.] I couldn’t quite get a groove on to write last night. I couldn’t quite get a groove on for anything. Right now, the problem is, when it gets darker it’s harder to function right. All I have is a flashlight. So, getting home later really threw me off. I had a reading I wanted to get done, but that’s hard in the dark. [Also hard with my head going so constantly.]

I had a thought last night about texting Big ‘D’ and letting her know I forgive her. I was contemplating the whole situation and how to set it right. It is still so very out of sync. I can feel it. That was the response thought. It’s odd to me. First, because I don’t know if I really do. I mean, I do. People’s is people’s. We all do the best we can. Despite any damage I feel she may have done to me or my life, I have survived in spite of it. It has shaped me in so many different ways – good, bad and indifferent, I suppose. So I forgive her, but it still hurts. I still remember. So, is that an accurate statement? But, also, its an awkward thing to just throw out there randomly. I will have to sit with this and see how it plays out.

There was another conversation with The Baker, similar to the Housing Authority. There is an empty house, across the street from Old Geistopia. The husband killed himself last year. The wife just moved into a facility. I know they want to sell it, but it is not a very marketable home.

It was, once upon a time, a garage bay for a truck cab. Someone then transformed it into a cottage, of sorts. It has a small eat in kitchen, a living room and a garage. Then there is a loft that they used as a bedroom. It has a cistern, not a well or public water. It also does not have a bathroom. It has only an outhouse. For most people, this would not be very appealing. For me, it is a step up. No worse than what I am dealing with currently in regards to bathrooms and showers and such, but better with electric and heat and walls and the ability to cook and store food. The chance to have all of my stuff with me instead of having to seek permission to work with it.

There is more to the property – lots of sheds and at one point they bought the garage from the neighboring house, so that is a huge outbuilding. I would have to look into it, touch base with them, see what they are really thinking and what they want. Then see if maybe I can make them an offer.

I awoke this morning and [mostly] set to business. Since last night, I have balanced my finances, including a two-week forecast. By next Thursday I could have the money to get into a ‘hotel room’ in a not-so good part of town, but it would be something. And, that is if I do not change any spending habits It also includes catching up some of my personal debts.

I contacted the Housing Authorities in the two closest counties. The one, which I probably wouldn’t be able to use anyway, has closed it’s waiting lists. The more local one is still open. Baker printed me out an application. She even gave me an envelope and stamp. Now, I just need to get it filled out.

I have sent a text to The Putter about the neighbor’s house. If anyone can give me an initial idea, it is him.

I was asked to run an errand tomorrow morning. I can do it and still make it to work on time. [Or perhaps just a tad late.]

I turned down an opportunity to go into The Job an hour early. It is still possible though. I told them no, but that I would see what I could do. I just wasn’t certain how my morning would progress. I’m trying to get caught up before my four days of crazy. Isn’t funny? Here I am, living in a tent, and I still have so much business to which I must attend.

It’s not just about finding a place and figuring that out. Like I said, I have that reading to get done. I have to make arrangements to haul some metal. I have to make a list of what I need to look for and take care of at The cave and make one of those runs one day. I am returning to my project at The College and I am trying to get that all sorted out.

For weeks, there have been messages of new beginnings and…being lifted up, I guess. I’m not sure what the proper phrase or term might be. Basically, it has seemed as though things were going to get better. That was the impression with which I was left. There were messages of abundance. Maybe even, dare I say it, over-abundance.

One such message, I thought, was, “What happens next, you deserve.”

Initially, I took that as positive message. I took it to mean good things were coming and it was a reminder that I do deserve them. I need that reminder. I can’t ever imagine what I could have done in my life to deserve anything. Nonetheless, in the last day or so, I find myself wondering if it wasn’t a warning.

Then I think of all the messages that have been about – focus on what you want. Thoughts are manifesting quicker and with more power. Am I getting what I deserve, merely because I have created it with all of my recent frustrations?

Rosh Hashanah begins tomorrow at sundown. It will end on Sunday. This piques my interest because Sunday also marks the end of the original 3 weeks. Rosh Hashanah is still fairly new to me and I am still learning to work with and understand its energies. It is all about the creation of the world (newness.) It is a gateway into introspection and repentance. And, it all comes to a close with Yom Kippur. [Which I am also still learning to work with.]

I still struggle with the cigarettes. Almost all of me knows it is time to quit. Still, there is a struggling, but triumphant part, that is so resistant. In a perfect world, I would be able to lock myself at home for three full days. As long as I have all I need – food, drink, entertainment, other supplies – and have no reason to go out, I could definitely put it behind me. It would be no different than a rehab’s three day detox. Sadly, I do not currently live in that world. So, if I really want to do it, I have to first see what it is that has me still smoking. Mostly, it is the ease of getting them. I can find them on every corner. [This is why I would prefer not to go out.] But, that isn’t all. It is my lack of will to just choose to not buy them. So, in my less than perfect world, this is what I must approach. I must just pick a day and time to be done with them and then choose to not buy them. Right now, I am thinking tomorrow at sunset seems a good time to begin.

Well, I feel caught up. I have one more text to send this morning and then I have done all that I can for the moment. I may, or may not, get another chance to write before Sunday. I am thinking not. So, Sunday I will have to fill in the totems and even some Feedback – which you should have already read if I did my job.

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The Totems & Archetypes

**from Ted Andrews’ Animal Speak**

Beaver - The Building of Dreams

Breath and its control for the greatest health and effectiveness. Home and family. The opportunity to build upon your dreams. The ancient and mystical Masons. Proper dental hygiene and care will be essential. Poplar and Aspen. Have you been neglecting your most basic dreams? Are your dreams in need of some repair work? Becoming too lost in dreams? Home in need of repair? Act on your dreams to make them a reality.

Bee – Fertility and The Honey of Life

Long time symbols for accomplishing the impossible. Examine your own productivity. Are you doing all you can to make your life more fertile? Are you busy enough? Are you taking the time to savor the honey of your endeavors or are you being a workaholic? Are you attempting to do too much? Are you keeping your desires in check so they can be more productive? Are you taking time to enjoy the labors and activities you involve yourself in? The bee reminds us that activities are more productive and sweeter if we take time to enjoy them. The bee is a reminder to extract the honey of life and to make our lives more fertile while the sun shines. The bee reminds us that no matter how great the dream there is the promise of fulfillment if we pursue it. The elixir of life is as sweet as honey, and the bee is a symbol that promises us that the opportunity to drink of it is ours if we but pursue our dreams.

Spider – Creativity and the Weaving of Fate

Maya, the weaver of illusion. Grandmother, link to the past and the future. Mysticism of the geometric form of the figure 8. Symbol of infinity. The Wheel of Life. Teaches you to maintain a balance – between past and future, physical and spiritual, male and female. Everything that you do now is weaving what you will encounter in the future. Rhythms. Creative sensibilities. The past always subtly influences the present and future. Spiral shape, the traditional form of creativity and development. We are the center of our own world. “Know thyself and you shall know the Universe.” Keepers and writers of our own destiny, weaving by our thoughts, feelings, and actions. The magic and energy of creation. Assertiveness of that creative force. , keeping the feminine energies of creation alive and strong. Links with the past and future. Are you moving toward a central goal or are you scattered and going in multiple directions? Is everything staying focused? Are you becoming too involved and/or self-absorbed? Are you focusing on others’ accomplishments and not your own? Are you developing resentment because of it – towards yourself or them? The teacher of language and the magic of writing. Death and rebirth. A lunar symbol. Maintain balance and polarity in all aspects of life. Through polarity and balance creativity is stimulated. A combination of gentleness and strength. Walk the threads between life and death – waking and sleeping – between the physical and the spiritual. How to express the creative energies. Don’t be afraid to employ it in seemingly inaccessible corners. Weave your creative threads in the dark and then, when the sun hits them, they will glisten with intricate beauty. Are you not weaving your dreams and imaginings into reality? Are you not using your creative opportunities? Are you feeling closed in or stuck as if in a web? Do you need to pay attention to your balance and where you are walking in life? Are others out of balance around you? Do you need to write? Are you inspired to write or draw and not following through? Remember that Spider is the keeper of the primordial alphabet. Teach how to use the written language with power and creativity so that your words weave a web around those who would read them.

Grasshopper – Uncanny Leaps Forward

For those with this totem it is important to get off your haunches and move. Take a chance; Take a leap forward. Those with this totem will find that things do not move or flow as they do with other people. Progress is not usually made step by step. Instead, others may seem to be progressing while you seem to be sitting still. Do not be discouraged. When grasshopper shows up there is about to be a new leap forward. Trust your own rhythms and instincts if this is your totem. What works for others will not necessarily work for you. (Also, remember that what works for you will probably not work for others.) Listen to your own inner voice to know when to make moves in any area of your life.

Fly – [*from trustedpsychicmediums.com*]

When the fly spirit animal makes its way into your life, this usually serves as a warning that there’s danger lurking somewhere.

It means to catch your attention when you are spending too much of your time with someone or on something that has a destructive influence.

The fly meaning brings to focus to anything that’s causing harm to your life, whether of your own choosing or not. An example of this is giving in to societal pressures and indifference.

Just like the cricket spirit animal, the meaning of the fly also speaks about hate, spite, malice, or blame. It buzzes to be heard and flies overhead annoyingly until you are forced to swat or kill it with anything you can get your hands on.

However, before you dismiss the fly as nothing but bad and undesirable, the fly symbolism also speaks about cures for sicknesses (just like the deer symbolism).

The meaning of the fly also serves as a reminder that you reap what you sow.

What you put out there to the world will come back to you a hundredfold, so make sure that your actions, thoughts, and words come from a place of love and goodness.

The fly spirit animal symbolizes abundance and prosperity during times of adversity.

It sends the message that by being persistent, consistent, and determined even in the face of tragedy will result to victory.

The fly signifies encouragement, because it does a very excellent job of goading you with its presence until you surrender to what it wants and let you be.

It will always fasten on you, arouse you, reproach you, or persuade you, and will not be satisfied until you get on your feet and achieve what you set out to achieve.

Aspen – [m.; Mercury; Air] Eloquence; Anti-theft (from Scott Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs)

Birch – [f.; Venus; Water] Protection, Exorcism, Purification (from Scott Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs)

Poplar – [f.; Saturn; Water] Money, Flying (from Scott Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs)

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Hidden love & power. Spirits are guiding you. Telling you something important. Pay attention.

Love, Love divination, protection and healing 555 [learningmind.com] – represents freedom, exploration, travel, and change. 555 is a triple of the number 5 indicating which amplifies its power.555 indicates that a change is coming. It could indicate a new period of personal growth or it could mean a physical change such as a house move or new job. If you often see 555, it indicates that you are a person who relishes opportunities to expand and grow. You constantly want to be in the middle of the action and are always looking to move forward in your life. When you see this number, it means that significant and necessary changes will be happening in your life. These changes will move you closer to your divine purpose. The prospect of change can be exciting or scary. However, seeing 555 signifies that this is a change you are ready for. The number 555 is telling you that you have everything you need to handle this change. The number 555 encourages us to let go of fears and doubts and embrace the adventure of life. This number is about your ability to make important life decisions and choices. It also reveals that you are adaptable resourceful. So, if you have been offered an opportunity and you keep seeing the number 555, you should seriously consider taking the chance as it could be just the change you need to move forward in your life.