Did You Ever Have One of Those Days…

…when everything goes wrong and you want to curl up and die? How much control do we have over each day? —that is the question.

Yesterday was a doozy. The power, as in electrical, personal and corporate, went on the rampage. My body feels slammed, spirit included.

Waves of electrical Surges (compliments of Pacific Power) came and went every two minutes for a couple of hours. Before I could get a handle on what was happening, our garage door had fried its brains out, along with the main computer. To tell the truth, I’m afraid to test anything else.

That was only the beginning, though. Before yesterday was over, corporations got into the power act too: The domain name, talesofsendoutcards, violates company policy, Chris was told. So now I’m trying to get into the swing of transfering all my old posts to a new blog with a new name—talesofsendingcards.com. To tell the truth, I like that name better.

Also on the up side, Chris put out an invitation on elance for ‘tech-heads’ from all over the world to bid on the project. Wow! Ain’t the web grand! Offers are pouring in—from India, Pakistan, Great Britain, Borneo (a Joke).

And the last unpowerful thing that happened yesterday needs a little background to be fully appreciated, so here goes: We are all sensitive, most of us more than we like to admit; but here in the New Age Vortex of Mount Shasta, people pride themselves on their high levels of sensitivity. They go on for hours.

I guess it’s partially true, though: Human Beings are composed of molecules and molecules vibrate to all the different beats of the universe. Heck, we’re mostly water and look what the earth’s gravity does to the ocean.

All of which pulls me to this point: Depending on where you live, your body vibrates differently. For an obvious comparison, there’s the hustle-bustle city life and the quiet country life. Take me, for example: I live in the shadow of an active volcano (Mount Shasta). Click the link and take a 3-D tour. You’ll see how there’s some barely contained stuff happening underground day and night. This movement is definitely different from the dynamic pulsing of the ocean, or the competitive energy of a sparse dessert where all plants and animals vie with each other for water and food.

Now I’m getting bored. To make a long story short…yesterday, I spoke with an energy counselor on the phone for half an hour. Her intention was to travel to the source of all my human weaknesses (a tall order) and make me “stand in my own power”. OK, I admit, I’m not much for New Age metaphors, so maybe that’s why everything kind of backfired on me—instead of standing, I pretty much sat down and stewed in my own powerlessness and that’s where I’ve been ever since.

Mostly I’m angry at myself, but I’m discouraged over what she told me, too. According to this energy person, who shall remain nameless, I’m on the wrong track, with the wrong guy, pursuing the wrong career that’s a total waste of my time.

Unless discouraged is a powerful state, I’m not feeling that powerful, folks; not to mention the fate of my hard drive is still in question. To tell the truth, I’ve been obsessing all morning: Am I on the wrong track? Am I really with the wrong guy. We’ve been together over twenty years. It’s true we’ve had some deep valleys, but the peaks have been good. And besides, the best is yet to come. Isn’t it? At least it is in my opinion—a humble one, I admit from where I’m sitting.

Then I remembered how this past weekend at the sendoutcards convention, Thurl Bailey spoke. For those who don’t know about Thurl, he was a successful NBA Basketball star for many years (7th overall in the Draft). But he started his career with some pretty impressive failures. Thurl Bailey told us a sad story about him as an impressionable adolescent not making the basketball team two years in a row. One coach even told this 6’7″ guy that he should give it up entirely, that he would never would be basketball material. Thurl was devastated but didn’t listen. And the rest is history.

So that’s the only thing I’m trying to do today, folks—keep going in spite of how discouraged I feel. Maybe later I’ll post a proper blog.

Happy tales,

Laura signing off from the vortex

“A vortex is a mass of energy that moves in a rotary or whirling motion, causing a depression or vacuum at the center…. These powerful eddies of pure Earth power manifest as spiral-like coagulations of energy that are either electric, magnetic, or electromagnetic qualities of life force.” Page Bryant, Terravision: A Traveler’s Guide to the Living Planet Earth