S.N.A.F.U. (or, Time to Pay the Piper)

Hey, gang! Welcome to my life – where anything is possible and nothing is as it seems. I’m Freedom and I’ll be your host, coming at you from within the depths of Geistopia. 

DOC: Velcum To My Life ees a prochect, un experiment in Life unt ART. A living storyboard, if you will. Its premise ees zat life ees experiential, unt zat you can, unt do, experience ze life you choose. It ees based on Ze Veel of Life unt Ze ARTs for Ze New Millennium as life building tools. Ja, it’s true! 

WALT: Welcome to my Life is a Geist…House Players Production, in association with the Center for Creative Inspirationalism. JustUs Productions, the parent company, would like to give a ‘Shout-Out’ to the following for their ongoing, and oft-times unknowing, inspiration and support:

Princess Cuddlebug

Princess Sunshine

Company

The Shaman

The Pillar

F’n Bob

The Entire Putt-Putt-Putter Clan

The Warden

FaeriePrincess

Professor Siggy Chong

Sparky Wentz-eclaus

The VanMan and General Ralph Glossop, and Craze (may they R.I.P.)

The Messengers of The Galactic Federation

 Looch

BJ & The Bull

Ace

Bert-On

The Baker of the Cornbread

Andy Pandy

The Mudder

Wilson

Zason

St. Diane & You (5)

Brother John & Sister Jen

The Bee Man

Spooky Queen

Boom-Boom Snuffbox

The Nameless One

Tim-Bo

The Mayor & The Turkey Man

The Rox

PDT

Sir Richard Slouch

The Wix-ians

The Socialite

The Village of Idiots

Piz-Niffer

Dancing Queen

Downtown Encyclopedia Brown

Chicken Witch

Dick Pointer

Soup, the Son

The Legendary Pink Elephants

Baby-Mama Rabbit

Wisconsin Belle

The Babes

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It is…Sunday, March 2, Two-Thousand and Twenty-Jive. Time...Relevant

Theme – ???

Lesson – ???

Observation – ???

The Post

 I should be nervous. I should be scared. I should be panicked. And, though I must confess that there is a slight lump in my throat and a bit of a knot in my stomach, I'm not really any of those things Right This Moment.

I should be all of them...and then some.

But more on that in a moment.

It was...an interesting week.

[I'm trying to do this without any notes.]

I only had 2 therapy sessions this week. 1 of each. The other session I had to cancel in order to attend Sunshine's school concert. My last session ended at 1100 on Tuesday and I don't go back for another until 1100 this Wednesday.

I saw this break in scheduling as an opportunity to focus on my routines and regiment. I did ok with that. I'd give myself a 50%. I didn't get it all done every day and I didn't necessarily stick to the schedule for what I did get done. But I did do things on the list and each day I found that even if I skipped something in the morning I would get it done later in the day. The important thing to recognize is that there are more thingson the list that have become more ingrained and second nature. I'm not rested nor relaxed and I cant completely function in my day until they are done.

I need to carry that into this next week. Of course, the week starts with a challenge. I have to go for a medical test. [Blood work, I think.] It is one of those fasting situations so I can't eat for at least 8 hours prior. So my plan is to eat between 2200-2230 tonight. Then, get up and get myself together to get to the facility as close as I can to 0630 when they open. Hopefully I can be home by like 0730 and start my day officially.

I have another Reiki session tomorrow night at 1830. I think part of my prep for that will be this week's soak. Then it is in. Plus I will be refreshed - mind, body, and spirit - for the session.

I had a session last evening. It went well. Like I said before, the power is there. What I am lacking is the strength and control of my arm. But, that's what this little venture is for. I'm trying to arrange another session for Friday the 14th [and maybe at least one more will come in between.] Now, there's no income from these at the moment. I can't yet give a proper session. Not without practice and that's what these sessions are.

I was focused on next week's finances and trying to manifest some things. I made a FB post that stated how much I was looking to get and what I was using it for. I'm going to need gas for the car and a tip for grocery delivery. I need some stuff from the dollar store and a couple of supplies for this bee box project.

I'm having this small get together on Saturday night. The first I'm having in Nu Geistopia. It is a sort of reunion of some of my Seasonal Store coworkers. The idea came up a week or so ago. I ran with it and offered up the house as a spot. I did not expect that it would come together as quickly as it did. I'm not complaining. It just threw me off a bit.

Anyway, most of the needs for it are covered. However, I woul like to have beer or hard lemonade. I also would like some tequila - just in case. IOt only seems appropriate. I included those things in the list and was honest about it. I didn't want someone to think that they were helping me wiuth bills and then find out I bought adult refreshments.

Someone, almost immediately, stepped up to the plate and offered to get the drinks and drop them off later in the week. In fact, till the week was done, all of thse things had been covered.

Financially, I can "coast" through this week while I focus on next week's needs.

Cuddlebug left for her study abroad in Portugal on Friday afternoon. She returns Saturday night after my soiree. I am enjoying the lack of activity in the house. No cuddle bug. No boyfriend. "The Roommate" is still here but she works a lot and may go away when she is off.

It's been a lot for me to have all these people in my home all the time. I want Cuddlebug here for school reasons. The bf just goes along with the deal. He's not actually living here but he spends many nights and mornings here. I don't mind really. It's just a lot of "extra."

"The Roommat" is a different story. She's here because her life wass turned upside down and, no matter my personal situation, I cannot turn away someone in need. The story goes like this:

She was living in a house with 3 other girls [about 45 minutes away.] They got a bedbug infestation. She left the house for safety and health. She was staying with her bf's family. Then she got a job up this way. She stayed here on occassion. Then a deer jumped on her windshield when she was leaving work one night. She stayed here because she needed to get to work. Her grandparents helped her to get another vehicle within a few weeks. She was back to occassionally. This was before my stroke.

I'm certain that while I was in the hospital she all but lived here which is fine because Cuddlebug has health problems and needs help doing things from time to time. [heavy lifting and such.] Then, after I was home, another deer hit the "new" car. Totaled again. So, it became a more full-time thing that she stays here - except when she has days off.

Now, I've never asked Cuddlebug for much in regards to finances. I want her focus on school, not on having to make enough money to survive. She has helped though - groceries, wood pellets, even heating oil. She has stepped up even more since the stroke. She and Sunshine have been helping to cover the streaming services that they use the most. She has even helped with the electric.

I haven't been asking much of "The Roommate" either. I want her to be able to get her life together. She needs another vehicle and eventually a home. [I thought.] She, too, has helped out. She takes care of most of her own groceries. She's bought wood pellets and rock salt. Even she helped with this last electric bill and even the yearly Wholesale Club Membership. I found out today that her rental house had has treatments for the infestation but she's still not comfortable being there. I get that. However, that's not enough to get her out of her lease which ends in June. So, until then [and all this time] she has been paying her share of the rent. [Which I admire.] This makes me even more glad that I haven't asked much of her. I really need her to get her financial life together and it is apparently already pretty burdened.

Yesterday, the 'trouble" came. I received a message from the landlord. It included a record of where I am in owing rent. And it basically said that we need to find some resolution or come April 1st he needs to do something different. [most likely putting the home back on the market.] I can't blame him. He has been extremely patient and gracious.

In the beginning, the first few weeks, I took in enough in GFM and private contributions that I was able to tend to my immediate bills and pay about 5 weeks of rent - which had brought me up to date from going into the hospital. Since then, incoming contributions have slowed and I have been just getting by with my bills. My income is right up against my expenses. [I'm use to this but usually I have some control over things. Right now I am fairly helpless.]

So I am currently 2 months behind and entering my 3rd month.

This is why I "should" feel panicked. I don't know how I rectify this situation.

This is why I "should" feel a little sick to my stomach. I have worked hard and come to far that the thought of losing it all now [again] crushes the soul a little bit.

Losing this home would crush my life in so many ways. I would have to move back into my car. I have no place else to go. I would lose all of my stuff this time around, except for what I can actually take with me in The Rocket. I may still be struggling to even do deliveries. Buut, also, I would have to change my address...to something. My onl;y option would be Olde Geistopia. That change of address would trigger a review of the benefits I am receiving. The ones that are helping me survive as well as future things such as disability. Because there are trwo other working individuals in that home, I would probably lose all benefits - possibly even medical. And I wouldn't even be living there.

More than me, my concern is Cuddlebug [and the cat.] She really has no place to go and two more years of school. I could almost cry at the thought of her losing all of that.

deep sigh

I don't think that is how the story goes. Why would Spirit help me come so far only to strip it all away?There's no sense in that. I could have just stayen the car where I was. And, now, of all times. I finally have the home set up how I need. I'm finally starting to utilize it fully - Reiki, Tarot, Socializing. So...take it noe? Just when I'm starting to form an actual real life?

I believe there is resolution - somewhere, somehow. I am puttining it out in everyway I can think of. I can't do much about financesexcept hope and pray. I am, however, going to try to step up my game in making the changes to myself and my life that I have been working on since coming home. I'm going to try to slw down and quiet my mind so that perhaps I can hear Spirit more clearly.

You Always Have What You Need When You Need It

I don't "need" it yet. There is some time. So, all I can do is sally forth into the world and live each day the best that I can.

I "should" be feeling all those things I listed in the beginning and on some l do. I feel a lil nauseus and I have been trembling inside just slightly all day.

The Lesson of the journey is Faith.

Faith tells me everything will be ok. THat doesn't mean I win. THat doesn't mean I manage to keep my home. It simply means that even if I lose the home it is what is best and everything will [eventually] be OK.

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Wherever you are and whenever you are – Like, Comment, and Share – we’re on a Journey and it takes you to get there.

So, without hesitation, for now and for always, from here in Geistopia, this is your beloved Rev…

WALT: And Walt…

DOC:  Unt Doc…

JOHNNY: Aaaaand Johnny…

And those guys, saying, “Stay Tuned-In, Fellow Travelers,” and wishing you Peace, Love, Light…

WALT: And Freakishness, Baby.

The Totems & Archetypes

from Ted Andrews’ Animal Speak

Cat

Rabbit