August 5, 2000

i received something via email recently, that truly touched me. It was a response to one of the journal entries, and the words reached inside me, making me sit back and think how right he was. With permission i am posting it here.

" ...another great year about to start, and not as another year almost gone.

Would you trade the last year for any other that you lived in your life? And if the answer is "no," then doesn't that give you reason to look forward to the next 365 days??

And if you just keep living each day to the max -- trying to learn, experience & feel something new each day -- then, chances are, when you're "a little old lady" you'll look back at yesterday's journal entry and think: "Gee, I wonder what I was so worried about!" (And I have no doubt you'll be hanging from a cross while you're thinking that!!)

Happy Birthday! (Whenever it is <s>)

Frank"        

     And no, i wouldn't trade the last year.  For anything or any reason.  And yes, Master plays an enormous part in all of that.  But so do i.

     i cannot think of a time when i've progressed this quickly.  Perhaps briefly, when i was much, much younger and traveling, i made great strides in becoming someone i liked.  i was painfully immature though, and slipped back into the more familiar patterns when i returned home.

     Perhaps when i became a mother ... i remember the euphoria of being oh so proud of myself when my son was born, and then a few years later, the protective joy of having a daughter.  With a self esteem as shaky as mine, producing beautiful children was an incredible boost.

     But then i coasted along for a lot of years after.  Not sure of what it was i needed, wanted, was even looking for.  

     And now?  Now i've been working hard.  Trying to sort out all the bits and pieces of threads that have led me here.  Led me to Master and all that He is.  Led me to ... well ... me, and finding out all that i am.  It's been an incredible high, and i'm still sorting.  i hope the day never comes that i stop.

     i think i've said it before, but i will again.  i like this journey.

     Thank you Frank, for reminding me of all this. And i guess 43 isn't all that bad :)  Now if i could just get the "you're starting your 44th year ..." thoughts out of my head ...