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Day 142 – The Worst Is Over

June 11, 2012

My mother kissed me on the forehead this morning while I was sleeping…

Seeing my family again has been wonderful, to say the least. I’ll be leaving in a couple of days. Sat still for a while and clarity finally showed up in one of my prayers. So, I’m going back to Cali, like the song says. I still have things to finish before I start new things.

This past weekend was amazing. Call it fate, but two people who don’t live here just happened to be in the South performing. One of them was the guy who is drawing pictures for my children’s book. He is the brother of a very famous media personality. He just happened to be doing an art show in the South and he posted on his facebook that he would be here. I told him I would come, but when I went, I was nervous to go and speak to him. I didn’t know if he was gonna snob me or act like he knew me. Finally, he saw me and came up to me and hugged me. He gave me a Hollywood kiss on the cheek and met my sister. He asked about the book and my other projects and chatted with me during the show. He signed one of the books that he was selling and addressed it to me, “The Writer”. I was thrilled.

And it didn’t stop there. The next day, I went to see Mr. Almost Famous in a play that he also just happened to be doing in my town. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that both of them just happened to be here during the time that I am here. Anyway, Mr. Famous had gotten me some tickets to the play, which he left at will call, but we didn’t say that we were going to meet up afterwards or anything. So, I decided not to be a groupie and just leave him alone after the play. I simply sent him a text telling him he did a good job. My sisters and I were there and we stayed in the theater kind of late, so the ushers made us leave through a back door. When I walked out the door, who did I walk right past? Mr. Almost Famous of course. He was talking to some pretty Hollywood looking girl, so I didn’t want to interrupt, but our eyes met. So, I walked a distance away and talked to my sisters, and they were like, “Go talk to him.” So I walked towards him and as I was walking, he excused himself from the pretty girl and turned around to greet me. He hugged me and we chatted for a bit and he asked if I was with my family. I said yes, and he asked to be introduced, and so I introduced him. Needless to say, I was ecstatic.

It’s not that these people are famous-ish. Well, it kind of is, but it’s more about what they represent. These are people who are living their dreams, people who I look up to, and they are my friends. They value me and think I am worthy of their company, worthy or their return calls and consideration. They help reinforce this idea that I could actually have a good life, that I am worthy of good things…

As I am preparing for my next adventure, something dawned on me. I’m living this year exactly like I said I wanted to: Creative work in the spring, family and fun in the summer, money making and new family in the fall and international heal the world endeavors in the winter. I’m already living my dream life. Sure there are so many more people to reach and so much more money to make and much more Love and Joy and freedom and deep connection to experience, but the worst is over. I can feel it in my bones.

I am not afraid of life anymore. I am not afraid to trust and try and grow and be humble and be bold. I am not even afraid to hurt, because I know that it passes. The worst is over, God, and We are making this life a good life, the way it was intended to be. Thank You so much…

Day 142

The Worst Is Over

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