I recently had my 60th birthday. On that day I had a job, a new (different) car, and exactly 42ยข in the bank. On samhain (hallowe’en to the uninitiated) we sold our house and land at Beltaine Wood for half its value. I am once again unemployed. I have a car I cannot pay for.
As I write this Frank is singing’ “That’s Life” - puppet, pauper, pirate, poet, pawn and king; up and down and over and out;
Each time I find myself flat on my face, I pick myself up and get back in the race. That’s Life !!!!
At this point, I have picked up, dusted off, and got back - but no one seems interested.
Ok, I’ve been the “Law of Attaction” route. I’ve been the Catholic route, I’ve been the pagan route, I’ve been the volunteer route, nothing I do seems to turn into anything meaningful - i.e. financially sustaining and/or spiritually fulfilling. I don’t know what or who I am, I don’t know where I am or where I’m going - if anywhere? I don’t know what or where or who or how or why I am.
So what have I learned?
To live one day at a time;