I just spent six days on the west coast, working and seeing college friends. \u00a0I arrived home at midnight on Monday night. \u00a0It’s Thursday now and I’m finally feeling “normal.” \u00a0As I have aged I realize that any travel is a bit more tiring, particularly when one’s body has to adjust for the change in time. \u00a0One wouldn’t think a two hour difference would matter much, but it does to this body of mine.<\/p>\n
My time in San Diego moderating and presenting at the Hazelden Womens’ Healing Conference, an event I have been participating in with great enthusiasm for a dozen years; and doing a book signing at The Latest Things Bookstore in Costa Mesa, where I got to chat with recovering customers, all made for a wonderful six days. \u00a0 Kimberly Funk and her mother own the store. \u00a0I recommend a visit. \u00a0It’s not only darling but has everything!<\/span><\/p>\n Now it’s back to the book I’m currently writing, further preparation for the workshops that are on the horizon, and attention to my blog and all of you. \u00a0What a lucky woman I am. \u00a0I surely didn’t expect this to become my life that fateful day in 1977 when I sat, overcome with fear and anxiety, in my one bedroom apartment in Minneapolis. \u00a0Sober a year but not comfortably connected to a God of my understanding, even though I had been a regular at meetings, made the idea of suicide very attractive once again. \u00a0It gave me peace, in fact. \u00a0And then came a knock at the door that changed my life completely.<\/span><\/p>\n That’s a story for another time but suffice it to say that God gets our attention if we open the door even a crack. \u00a0I opened that door to “shoo” away the person who knocked but she came in any way and “my” world shifted. \u00a0It has never shifted back to the perspective I had nurtured before, thank goodness. \u00a0This experience has helped me help others on occasion too. \u00a0Many of us contemplate suicide, it seems. \u00a0But few attempt it. \u00a0Had she not knocked, I would have done so that time but God had another plan. \u00a0My gratitude is overflowing. <\/span><\/p>\n I have you in my life as a result of her knock and God’s presence. \u00a0Are you paying attention to the people God might be sending your way today? \u00a0They are every where. \u00a0Honor them with a nod and a smile. \u00a0Their purpose is part of your purpose too.<\/span><\/p>\n I just spent six days on the west coast, working and seeing college friends. \u00a0I arrived home at midnight on Monday night. \u00a0It’s Thursday now and I’m finally feeling “normal.” \u00a0As I have aged I realize that any travel is a bit more tiring, particularly when one’s body has to adjust for the change in […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[8,10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1217","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-karens-musings","category-reflections-in-the-mirror-you-and-yourself"],"yoast_head":"\n
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