I thought it was going to be cold and wet today. It isn’t. The sun is absolutely bright and when I opened my shutters this morning, a warm glow embraced my bedroom, and I smiled.
I slept well. I woke once to Molly vomiting, cleaned it up, and straight back to sleep. For the first time in a long time, I have woken mostly refreshed. And I feel calm. Optimistic. Trusting.
I still have an odd feeling in my belly but my mind is fighting it. I have heard the universe’s screaming. Really heard it.
I need to write up my action plan. I need to get things done. It’s time to push forward and be open to accepting what comes my way as a result.
Good and bad.
It is time.