Synchronicity . . . gotta' love it!
That email made it Synchronicity-squared. (More on the email later)
Paying attention to synchronicity is my usual modus operandi in deciding on the subject matter for the newsletter. I try to pay attention to anything unusual or challenging that's happening in my life at the moment, while asking myself "Which Goddess is trying to tell me something important?"
All too often I have to ask "And what the heck is She trying to say?" as well.
But not this time. The issue was chillingly clear. Her message was clearly, "Sharon, you need to get more FIRE in your life. Literally!"
Now the Goddess didn't mean passion (either sexual or motivational), but real, live fire. The kind in the hearth. So it was pretty obvious that it was Hestia I was supposed to be channeling as I wrote.
Not a big surprise since our heat pump had just imploded during an unseasonable cold spell here in the mountains. And the company we've always dealt with had the audacity to say it'll be 4-5 weeks before they can install a new unit. Brrrrrr!
So, thanks Hestia, for sending the message. I pulled up my big girl pants, fired our old company and finding a young upstart company to do the job next week!
Moral of the story: This, my friends, is why it's always a good idea to be on a first-name basis with a goddess!
(A good place to make their acquaintance is our free monthly newsletter. So take us up on the invite to Subscribe by using the button on the right.)
And about that email that was pinging away all this time . . . it brought the welcome news of a mystery solved.
A reader of last month's entry on the Iron Jawed Angels wrote to inform us that the original author of the circulating email was none other than Connie Schultz who first published it as a column titled "And you think it's a pain to vote," which ran in Cleveland's Plain Dealer Feb. 19, 2004. Many thanks to Anon. for sharing that information in the comment below.
Enough for now. I go to through another log on the fire. Sharon
