Day 295 [Or, The Day After]

Friday, November 29, 2019; 0019

Yesterday was a very odd day for me. [Well, for me it is still today.]

Let’s start with the fact that I am currently pushing myself to stay awake as long as I can in an attempt to get ready for this first shift on Sunday.

i think I am almost at my limit, but I think it is acceptable for my first night at it. There are two more.

Yesterday was Thanksgiving. It was also the first day since I left The TreeHut that I was able to spend time truly alone. I do enjoy my solitude. I like the quiet and stillness of it. Perhaps this is part of the reason I felt so off all day long.

I never quite felt right throughout the day. I’m not sure what’s going on but something is stirring beneath the surface of it all. I just don’t know what is stirring.

I wrestled with missing my daughters [and the fact that they don’t seem to miss me.] we are so very disconnected. For months this has been hurting me and bringing me down. I have started accepted the notion that I may have to detach myself and just let them go.

I’m going through a phase of detachment. It’s not that I don’t care about things. I just don’t feel connected.

I’m still not happy with the job thing but even I can’t deny that Spirit was very clear on me following this path.

I just hope I don’t end up regretting it.

There are still a great deal of spiritual energies fluttering about and I suspect they will only get stronger as we get nearer to the Solstice.

I accomplished quite a bit over the day, including just sitting quietly. I have quite the day ahead of me when I do wake up, so I should probably give sleep a chance.