Oh that universe, always having those silly tricks up in her sleeves.
I'm sleeping a little better these last 2 nights and trying to get a new outlook on things. I'm going to keep being myself, I am not going to let this scar me because I'm far too strong and stubborn. I look forward to exploring a new community in Indiana but I will be very wary before I ever reach out and ask for help in return. That is a lesson of embarrassment that I wish on no one. I sure felt that deep pang of hurt in my soul to not be valuable enough for any words, cards or gifts from our circle but I'm grateful that I openly blogged it because immediately afterwards my sister/cousin/friend (from far far away) called me, armed with wild hair and powerful words and I began to heal immediately. She said, the universe feels you are struggling to let go so perhaps this is the uni's way of telling us to "break up" and move on. It may be a bad break up and you may hurt right now but in the long run it will be much better.
ABSOLUTELY, holla, Amen!
Maybe one day I will have an answer on why most people felt we deserved nothing but for now it has taught us an extremely valuable lesson on humanity & has opened my eyes to the kind of community I was in. I give give give but in reality I guess I'm kind of alone.
Anyhoo, this is just a lesson to throw up to whoever stumbles across this.
In other news i'm kicking ass in a new watercolor world. I will not be able to break open most of my art supplies for awhile but watercolor is so portable that I do it in bed when insomnia strikes. I literally roll over open my drawer. grab my sketch pad, pens and watercolor tablet and I'll use whatever remaining drinking water I had on the nightstand. When creativity kicks in, NOTHING will stop me. It's so therapeutic & since I never believed in coloring within the lines, I enjoy blowing the paint outside the lines too... Here are a couple instagram pictures I shared.
Right in bed... that's dangerous, I may never leave the house again.