Cheerful, optimistic Barbara is having a rather dreadful Monday. I have asked the Universe to please stop sending challenges, problems, snafus, what-have-you until after the wedding. But the Universe must have a strange sense of humor because things keep coming, no matter how I attempt to manage my life and all its moving parts.
This morning, even though I don’t have the time, I decided I must stick to my 5 minutes a day tarot journaling. So, thinking about how I feel, I asked the cards to give me a message. I randomly drew a deck from my cabinet: The Tarot of the Dream Enchantress. I pulled the Queen of Swords.
You have GOT to be kidding me. Okay. I can do this. I can be the Queen of Swords. I can focus on planning and strategies and facing whatever comes. I just wish I didn’t have to. And really all I can focus on is a tooth that broke a bit last week and this morning broke more. Sharp edges, like a sword. Yes, I get it. Very funny, Universe.
But, I know that “nothing is good or bad, but thinking makes it so,” so, I need to marshal my thoughts and check my expectations. Yes, it is summer, which is supposed to be savored, especially here in Minnesota. Yes, it is right before my wedding and stress creates breakouts and so, please, let’s lower the stress levels. But to what extent is my thinking amping that up? To what extent are my expectations creating the environment for stress to happen?
And with that, the Timer chimes the end of my 5 minutes for today.