In the cards

I felt nudged to ask for a Balance Card in the January one-card draw over on haikujaguar's journal (draw open till 1 p.m. EST). Here is the response I received:

Welcome, hummingwolf! Here, lie down next to me in the grass and look up at the blue, blue sky. It's spring, or at least it will be soon, and around us the flowers are nodding their heads in the fragrant breeze.

This is the Meadow... a place where things grow. Sometimes they're things you need. Sometimes they're things you don't. You can't force it. And why would you want to? If you only grew what you wanted to grow, you'd never get any of the unexpected gifts of the Universe. How would you find out that you really like strawberries if you only ever grew oranges?

Pick what you need. Leave what you don't. Be content that it's not exactly what you want... it is enough. I think. Aren't the flowers beautiful? :)

Something to think about before I go out to deal with my daily challenges.

My LJ is Three!

Livejournal is an earth, its fibers wrap
things can only be seen as the most of all, it is built upon--
a silent vision unavowed,
revealing earth's foundation bare,
wide, wild, and open to all,
and measure the minds of the yellow
field?

was your seed a
particular mode of celebration, but it was too moving to me,
why the hell am i crying after love?

--MegaHAL

One January night three years ago as I was hanging out in the Hellmouth Cafe, grrwoo gave me an invite code for LiveJournal so I could make my own account.

Date created: 2002-01-13 21:05:34
which would have been shortly after midnight January 14 my time. After the usual problems trying to get the account validated and such, I made my first post at 1:17 in the morning.

Let's see if this works.

Can I post yet?

Do I exist?

Then I spent most of the day trying to post quiz results.

Happy journalversary to me!

runonupdate

After spending much of yesterday either online or in bed trying to recover from spending so much time dealing with stuff and sitting in the dept. of human resources' lobby for far too long while coughing and/or having meltdowns, I had phone calls dealing with the various crises this morning (and was reminded of the Crisis E I had temporarily forgotten and couldn't do anything about this morning), got online for a few hours, received some help in dealing with one crisis, walked a total of something over two miles, partially dealt with a couple of crises but not entirely, treated myself to a chocolate chip cookie because I deserved it, dang it,

came home to a phone call which let me know, essentially, though she didn't know that that's what she was telling me, that if I do a few more things this weekend, if Crisis E doesn't blow up sooner than expected, if there is no health-related Crisis F after all this, if everybody else keeps their word, if nothing unforeseen happens, if I behave myself and do some things on Tuesday to make sure that i's are dotted and t's are crossed,

then after Tuesday I should be down to just one crisis.

Please pray, wish me luck, cross your fingers, whatever! At this point having just one crisis sounds like a wonderful dream.

I really did deserve that cookie.