Keeping this short. (I hope…)
November went past like swoosh. And that it’s December and already Advent II on Sunday feels crazy.
A few notes on my last upbeat post on ’every meeting has a meaning’ - turned out, as far as I can tell so far, that serendipitous meeting with what I had hoped was a fabulous mentor, not to be.
I’m thinking my hopes for something uplifting, new and wonderful, a positive push forward and lots of inspiration and support, was just to expect too much alas.
People who are rather self-obsessed and not really interested in a meaningful dialogue but seem to prefer monologues, they’re not my kind of people.
I feel quite deflated and disappointed. Thought we had an instant click. I had so looked forward to the mentoring. But apparently she didn’t understand the assignment. Or, as said, my hopes for meaningfulness were too high.
Ah well, maybe something good will come from that connection somewhere along the line. Not just in the shape and quite instant form I had longed for here and now.
But that disappointment aside, November held some other clearing and cleansing practical, tangible things that I feel make room for positive change. Sometimes getting rid off stuff and cleaning home space feels so kathartic. And for that I am ever so grateful.
Universe has my back in unexpected ways, and small steps are better than no steps at all. Positive change WILL come, not just here and now.
So in the meantime I will try my best to enjoy December (so far snow, rain, ice followed by bare ground, and then it starts all over again, climate emergency style).
And give my heartfelt thanks to all good things November brought, unexpected, heartwarming as well as disappointing and costly. Because disappointments are always great teachers.
Please bring sparkles and joy, December, that would be ever so sweet and appreciated.
Yours truly 🩷
