When It Rains, It Rains a Lot

Tuesday, January 28, 2020; 0008

Yesterday was another interesting day. Or, should I say today since I haven’t really gone to bed yet? I napped. I shut down for an hour or two. But, I haven’t ‘gone to bed.’ 

Did I ever tell you my theory that the ‘Day’ actually changes over around 0300?

Well, anyway, here i am typing away. I was paining a bit, but then it got close to the midnight hour. I needed to stop for my devotion anyway, so I figured that I would just go ahead and write out today’s blog post. 

Or...would it be tomorrow’s? [My ‘Time’ is such a confusing thing.]

As you may remember, when I closed yesterday’s post, I was in a bit of a financial jam. But, then, what else is new, eh? Anyway, I was set for the day. I just didn’t know how I was going to move into the next day. It wouldn’t take long into my day before money would find its way to me. It wasn’t exactly what I had pictured whenI put it out that I needed to generate cash flow. But, we take what we are given. There are Principles that apply here:

Detachment

Let Go and Let G-d

It Is As Important to Receive As It Is To Give

So very often we limit our experience of Divine Blessings, because we limit the ways in which Divinity can bless us. 

The money was, for lack of a better term, gifted to me. This certainly isn’t what I had hoped for with my pleas for Divine help. I was hoping for some Tarot Readings, or decent retail merchandising gigs, or some other sort of work. Still, this is what I got. 

It’s kind of amusing to me, because the gentleman didn’t ask first. He just deposited the money to my account. This is the second time he has done this. I figure he doesn’t ask because he knows that I will say no. I am that proud. I have been all along on this Journey. I have never searched for a handout or charity. I have always been chasing work. Then, The Universe intervened with messages and reminders that it is important to be able to receive gifts as well as give them. So, I lightened up a little and opened to those possibilities. I was rather hoping we were past all that at this point. 

On one hand, I am grateful. It was Just Enough to do what needed to be done. I put gas in The MattMobile. It’s full. It’s actually full. For the first time since before Yule, my gas tank is full. I stopped for groceries. That was a fn experience. I went in with a budget, based on the money I had received. All I needed was Just Enough to get me through until Friday. [And, Wednesday and Thursday I work all day. So, that’ easy.] I not only spent almost $10 less than my budget, but I got more than I had originally intended - including a little treat for me and Hoagie. I actually came in a little under my gas budget as well.  I took out the cash I will need to do laundry later, as well as money to get pants for work. I think I even managed just a little bit for a cushion.

On the other hand, it makes me slightly uncomfortable. It really isn’t how I want to get through this and move on. Despite what my family may say, I don’t actually like just being given money. [Anything, really. It’s just even harder with money.] Now, I realize that a lot of this, in fact, goes back to the relationship I had with my parents, and the financial energies that went with all of that. But that’s just it. To a certain degree, this gentleman is almost replacing my parents. So very often through this process, when I have found myself in desperation, it is this gentleman who comes to my aid. I appreciate this. I do. It’s just difficult enough, as it is, for me to accept Charity, let alone from a repeated source.

I mentioned to him, once, my concern over repaying him his kindness. He told me to pay things forward when I can. I like when people tell me this. Paying it forward is sort of what I do. I earned a long time ago the value of giving. And, it has taken me a long time to realize just how much giving keeps it real. Ten Percent of Your Worth is an awful lot...once you realize what Your Worth truly is. 

Of course, my discomfort in receiving is ego based. It is The Ego telling me that I shouldn’t have to rely on such things. That I should be better, do more, push harder. It is Ego trying to know its own Worth. 

But, Detachment and Let Go and Let G-d tell us something different. We must learn to give. It keeps the energies fluid. In and out, a constant flow. When we start to store things up we can damn up our own abundance. (Store Up Your Riches in Heaven.) But, also, it is all part of that Ten Percent of Your Worth thing. It counts. It all counts. Every gesture no matter how large, or seemingly small, bears the same weight. 

$10,000 to your church or other ‘Foundation.’

Gifting a friend or colleague - be it monetary or fulfilling some other need.

$1 to that homeless person. (What you do unto the least of these…)

It’s all the same. It is Ten Percent of Your Worth to Divinity - The Universal Spirit of Oneness and All. It all goes to the same account in the end. In the vain of Duality, receiving becomes as important as giving. If someone is giving, then they are fulfilling their Divine Commitment. This situation is not just about me receiving. It is also about his giving. Of all the ways that I could have generated cash flow, G-d chose him. It is important to something. 

So, the inflow of funds shifted my day completely. I had planned on crafting and painting all day. I figured, what else did I have to do? I did not get much of that done at all. Perhaps this is why I am sitting up in the middle of the night to work on it. Don’t get me wrong. I love it. I thrive on this and I have missed it. 

I decided now that I could actually make something of my day that I would get myself together and do just that. I needed to go for gas and groceries, first and foremost. I was going to go for work pants, but I decided that I would save that for my running around later. I need to go out to do laundry anyway. 

I figured while I was out and about I would swing by The Putter’s. I was going to be in his neck of the woods and I missed Sunday’s visit with The Professor. I started getting myself together and decided that I would soak in the tub for a bit. I have been aching for it for several days now. I tried a couple of days ago but just couldn’t relax into it. 

The hot soak did me a world of good and afterwards I would stop to meditate for a little while. When that was done I still had two hours before I had planned on leaving. I was getting ready to set into a project or two when I had another thought. I looked in my phone for some work. I found some. (Seek & Ye Shall Find.) There were two gigs between The Dormitory and where i was headed. Neither was out of my way in any sense. Between the two, it took me just over an hour and I made a little more than $15. I did get a work out though. To help you understand - just imagine doing squats up and down the grocery aisles for an hour. 

Yeah. 

That. 

Needless to say, my body is a little sore and tender. At the end of the second job, my legs were all rubbery. I did look at another gig. It is actually past The Dormitory, in the other direction. The money would definitely be worth it. It is an hour in one store. Maybe an hour and a half. But it would pay almost $25 for that time. I don’t think I could have done it yesterday, even if I had adjusted my day and my route one more time. As of 1800, the job was still showing up on the map. I figure if it is still available later I will do it. This also depends on how my day actually unfolds. 

Anyway, I got the jobs finished and headed to The Putter’s. To my delight, Lord Rayden [hereinafter referred to as Johnny Tsunami,] was there. He was working on a painting project of his own. [And, I am going to have to ask him if I can get a photo of it.] The visit was good and as it usually is. Once again, I left with gifts and treats. 

Having already gotten the groceries, I left The Putter’s and headed home to The Dormitory. I put the groceries away and baked the treat I had bought. I hung out with Hoagie for a bit then set into crafting. ‘Jim’ stopped by and all in all it was a usual night here at the homestead. I crashed out for a bit, just to recharge. Now I am up and doing and trying to decide if I would like to rest again. 

Looking ahead to later…

I do have laundry to do today. I can’t do it on Wednesday which is when this laundromat has its discounted price. Obviously, that has become laundry day. But, I work 10 hours this Wednesday, so laundry isn’t happening. This also means cleaning won’t happen on Wednesday. So, I need to make sure I do that tomorrow as well. They do go hand in hand, after all. I clean up the kitchen, take the towels and such and put them with the wash for the laundromat. 

I think I would also like to soak in the tub again. It is so refreshing and recharging for me. Between what I put my body through yesterday and what it will go through on Wednesday and Thursday, a soak might do me a world of good. Now, the laundromat down near The Putter’s has discounted prices tomorrow. I don’t know if it’s worth that kind of a drive. Though I do appreciate a good drive. However, I also still need to get pants and there is a thrift store in that area as well. Of course, there is one just down the street from this laundromat also. So, I will just see how that part of my day unfolds. The priorities at this moment are cleaning, tub, pants, laundry. When, where and how I do not care about. 

I would like to get more painting done. I just want to feel like I accomplished some things before I start this new job. I want to make sure I have a solid base from which to work. 

The more I am thinking about it, the more I think I might just stay up on The Hill tomorrow, taking care of business as needed. 

The big retail job might happen. It will honestly depend on how my bodies feel later. I want to make the money, but I can not chase it as I have before, pushing myself to my limits. If it doesn’t happen tomorrow, then I will look at it again on Friday when I am off. 

Of course, the day can’t seem to happen without a snag of some sort. Today there were two.

First, and we knew this, the car really needs to get fixed. The leak is still happening. The car is waving a mess all up and down the street where I park.

WALT: I thought it was the Street Where You Live.

Hush now.

Yesterday, I noticed the smell of the gas more than I have since the warm weather ended in the autumn. 

Also, I got a notification yesterday that my phone payment is due on the 6th. I thought it was the 7th, which is pay day. So, I figured I was fine. Apparently, I am not. I am going to have to try to get that money and get it in there...or I am going to have to go a day or two without a phone. We will see.

Well, Fellow Travelers, I am going to lay my head and rest for a few hours. Then I am going to get up and do this day. 

Peace and Blessings.