Lately my mind has been all over the place, running from one thing to the next. And amazingly, nothing bad in any of the jumps, in any of the endless connecting of the dots. I think about what my friend Linda the gong player said last night. She said that she felt something was different last night. That there was a force driving her, and I have to agree, that there was a force, driving her, driving me. I was moving at light speed last night. It hasn’t stopped when I’ve had some time to myself, I’m going so fast.

Thinking about the men I’ve loved. I miss one of them, he’s not far enough into the past for me not to.

I miss having sex on a regular basis, and loving every second of it. Making crazy passionate love to someone I adore.

I can’t wait until this house is sold. I have an open house Sunday, I am praying the buyer walks through the door. And this brings a whole other set of things to think about. Needed to set up someone to mow the lawn and trim it. Need to finish the painting the deck. Need to sweep out the garage. Need to do the floors. Need to vacuum and mop the floors.

Need to pray. Need to get the universe behind this.

I believe when I move to Florida, the first problem of missing someone I loved will fade. I believe it will fade as the 2^nd problem is alleviated, lol. I believe a change of scene is exactly what I need to propel me through the portal of the number 11. The portal of new beginnings. Avalon, it’s waiting. As my friend there said the other day, “I was there today. It’s real. It’s not mythical….”

Training the new person is not going as well as I wanted it to be. I took it upon myself today to restrict her to learning one thing at a time, and not to move on until she has a complete understanding. She’s getting it. It’s another place my mind flies to.

My son is going to Las Vegas next week, for a a week or so. To a music festival. He’s been planning it for a year. He is so excited. He’s going with a bunch of his friends from here, and a bunch of his friends from Colorado. Including the girl he’s sweet on, who he won’t yet call his gf. She’s 7 years older than him, and in Switzerland getting her phd in environmental sciences. She’s from CO, he met her through his friends there. So, I’m a little nervous about him being in that place, in Sin City, lol. But he’ll be fine. He’s got a level head, he’s got plans, he’s saved money. He’s so psyched. It’s fun to see have seen him create a dream and live it to fruition.

I think I will enjoy the time alone.

Two men I met on a dating site have asked me to contact them when I get back. I haven’t since I got back, I haven’t had time. But I think I will. I don’t think either of them will solve problems 1 and 2. But I’m willing to give it a shot. (She smiles that enigmatic smile….)

I may make plans with a girlfriend and go out Saturday night. Feel like dancing. Or Sunday during the open house, though probably no dancing then. I may go to the shore. I may go to the place where I buy crystals and stones to wire wrap, and beads. I was thinking I’d go to the grocery store then, but I did that on the way home tonight. So, no need, really.

I need to sell my boat slip. I may go and put a sign up dropping the price.

I want to finish reading A Course in Miracles. When I get to Florida and get settled in, I may do the workbook. I’d like to do that.

Well…that’s just some of the flotsam and jetsam of my mind. Racing around, through the cosmos. Looking for answers, looking for love, spreading it around where ever I can.  Residuals of the gong bath.

Life is good. Or interesting. Or hopeful. Or all of the above. You never know what’s going to happen tomorrow. I’m thinking the good thoughts, hoping they become things.

Love and light, everyone.