I look back at my life and my behaviors, and wonder at the choices I've made in the past. I truly believed for a very long time that my emotional state was a product of my environment, never realizing that it was my emotional state that shaped the situation and not the other way around.
Such astounding power I have in this knowledge! Like Dorothy's ruby slippers, I had it all along. I just never realized it. Once the power is realized, old patterns become evident, new paths suddenly appear and old familiar paths lead to new vistas. I took an old well-worn path last night, but with a new intention, and somehow, I'm not in Kansas anymore.
I choose to revel today, but I'm still feeling cranky and a wee bit stressed. I want to go home and curl up with the cat. Old habits and old perceptions die hard, I suppose. And new habits and new perceptions are no substitute for sleep.
In other news...
It appears that Eman will be joining M and I at DragonCon. I've wanted him to go for ages-- I know he'll love it-- but to quote every Star Wars movie ever made, I have a bad feeling about this. I don't like it when my intuition gets all wonky. Actually, that's not true. I like to encourage my intuition. But it is unsettling to feel like this.
I have a new closing date: August 14 or 15. Next week. This whole house thing has been so surreal. Will it ever happen? I probably won't truly believe it 'til I've been living there a week or two. There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like...
All this surreal is making me hungry. Time for lunch!
