Now my little story about the cosmic benefits of living deliberately.
As you know, it was a rough couple days. I was planning on Cajun healing and coming back to work with us, and it hurt deeply to lose his companionship in the here and now. Time ran out, and it's time to rethink my plans and make some realignments.
Then there's the grief of losing someone you care for. We had a lot of hours of communicating over the years, and the empty space he used to fill will take a while to adjust to. But I know I'll be through the worst of the grief soon, because I choose to deliberately meet the crush of dispair with an early turning away to a better-feeling thought. Any thought that wasn't steeped in this sense of loss, when in fact he was freed with this transition.
I set out to be very deliberate about the thoughts I chose to allow myself to think. I occasionally let myself dissolve into tears, but it stops almost immediately. I'm recovering much faster, moment-to-moment.
This afternoon, in the middle of a conversation with the daughter I was compelled to get out for a walk. Dressed for the chill I set out into what turned out to be springtime-like temperatures, and an almost deserted river trail covered in snow. The walk was almost magical, and supremely relaxing. I started out dragging and came back bouncing, exuding an air of confident joyfulness. I was invigorated.
It's the end of the month, financially, and I'm down to just over $10 cash on hand, but I wanted the treat of a Grandé Café Mocha with extra whipped cream, so I stopped at Starbuck's on the way through Towne Square. At $4.44 a cup, I figured it was worth it to me. I have enough food on hand, and there's nothing else I need, so why not?
Starbuck's was backed up through the door. Ok.... There's a Starbuck's in Barnes and Noble, right down the street. I guess that's where I'll go for coffee.
When I got to the bookstore their line was even longer.
I don't worry about lines really. Barnes and Noble has more floor space, so you feel like you can breathe while you wait.
I step up to the counter, place my order, she punches it into the machine and says "That'll be $1.07 please."
Turns out the line was so long because all of their drinks were $1 today.
I enjoyed my chocolaty, caffeine-loaded beverage as the Thin Mint brownie I'd ingested right before heading out hit full force.
Oh gosh, I'd forgotten already how much fun it was walking home. Lol! On the way I stopped at Aldi's on a whim to grab some quick groceries. As I waited for the machine to process my card for the $7.49 in groceries the card system went offline.
There I stood with my groceries and no cash to pay for them.
Ready to cancel the order and leave the items with the cashier, I was stopped by the woman behind me, who insisted on picking up the tab, asking me to pay it forward somewhere along the line.
I can do that.
An almost perfect day, made so by holding true to the idea that I can choose my emotional tone by deliberately choosing thoughts that make me feel better. By doing so I open myself up to inspiration I might not otherwise pick up if my vibration is cluttered with worry, doubt, fear, grief.
I felt like the universe took this outing to demonstrate to me that I have nothing to be concerned about in my life. They have my back, as always, and I should have every expectation that things will get better and better from here.
Death can be a great teacher, if you allow it to be.
Forgot why I stopped. 
but for this chemovar, which I grow only for the daughter? Nope. Not worth it. 
works wonders, eh? Being able to meet with members is a new level of fun. He's also incredibly handy with tools. Every so often that becomes a benefit. 
