More than anything, it's a celebration of the unfolding mysteries and wonders of this, my life.
This morning I resorted robotic-like to an old habit of turning off my alarm before it went off, with the half-asleep, post-pee-return-to-bed rationale "you can sleep in - you have no agenda today". Ahhhh, bed!
My alarm was set for a reasonable time : 8:30 am, which by most standards already constitutes sleeping in. Like I said, I rationalized my reasons to sleep in further: "I'm still on Ontario time....still experiencing jet lag from my trip to the motherland Latvia....I'm extra tired due to all the furniture I moved around to get my apartment ready for carpet installation....I'm generally physically and emotionally spent." Ya, good reasons.
But let's face it, my habit of wasting precious, productive morning hours speaks to my propensity towards procrastination and and I'd even go further to say that it's a facet of self-sabotage, something I am an absolute expert at. I'll go into it in a later post, but where I am in my life today (i.e. exactly where I am SUPPOSED to be) with huge questions about my career, relationships, community (to name a few) is a testament to "self-fulfilling prophecies" I have created that challenge my overall sense of security. And how exciting it is! It almost makes me giggle.
So, this morning at 8:24am, I received a test message from a complete stranger, urging me to "Wake up!".
WTF? A wee smile came over my face and a thought that the "universe" was not going to let me get away with sleeping in after all!
I texted back "Who is this?" to which received a reply "Loser who always wakes u up...or trys to...its chas". Tee hee. I typed another message "You got the wrong # Chas" and got one last message back "Do I?? Sorry...haha!".
HA HA indeed! Thank you universe! Thank you Chas! Thank you for my wake up call this morning!
At the risk of sounding like a flake (which um, I shamelessly confess I am, amongst many other things) and reading too much into things, I truly believe the universe, life works in mysterious ways, bringing us signs and events that, if we are paying attention, serve to remind us there is much more to our human experience that meets the eye or our other known senses.
End blogpost #1
PS, for those of you wondering who "Schuller" is, Pinky Schuller is my alter ego and nickname in certain circles. It's a name bestowed on me at the Railway Club about 10 years ago during one of several nights of heavy boozing and creative escaping.
3 comments:
Welcome to the blogosphere! I LOVE your first entry. And OMG - the whole Chas thing is a bit freaky, non? The whole procrastination, let's-hide-in-bed-because-the-world-is-too-scary syndrome must run in the family. I'm a pro.
The signs are there. We just need to be paying attention.
Hey! Thanks for the smile! It's been a LONG day today and totally needed to read this.
Congrats on your first blog entry. It's fabulous and no I am not surprised one bit! Looking forward to returning for more. Sou
I couldn't think of a better way for one to start off a blog other than a story of fate. hahaha. I absolutely love it though, when fate just throws you the most obvious signs of what you need to do or kinda reminds you of where you need to be. It helps put lots in perspective. I hope you have a good time in the blogging world.
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