“You are poised at the starting line, one foot behind you, ready to sprint. In this life, you are on the fast track, and you must decide if you want to keep those around you who aren’t on the same track.” I’ve heard variations of this before. Whether it’s been that I’m an old soul, or the fact that I’ve got some intense fire in my chart, or even that I’m fully enlightened and just don’t realize it (yes, I’ve been told this – god forbid), most intuitives/psychics/healers/whathaveyous tell me I’m here to get shit done, though maybe not in so many words.

It is often as I’m telling a story, something about life and the bigger picture, that I approach the subject with a bit of trepidation. Almost apologizing, mumbling just a bit, I admit the reason that I agree with some general observation is because I believe there is more than just this life. Of course, it matters who I’m talking to. Tribe members can often be noted from afar, and they nod their heads quickly in agreement. Others are just as obvious, and of course, those are the ones with whom I tend to end up in these types of conversations. Their pupils constrict as they attempt to hide their judgment, or they go ahead and more openly question my assuredness of lives before and after this one.

I woke up this morning feeling a bit bleech (and no, not from drinking too much last night). It was more of the world’s-caving-in variety. Eyebrows covered in sweat about finances, trying to determine exactly how I’m gonna pay some bills; the amount of work I need to get done in the next 10 days in order to pay a fraction of those bills; feeling the need to be out and social as a way of dealing with break-up, and yet that cuts into work-to-pay-bills time. Ugh. So I decided it was time to try and turn around that ugly, downtrodden point-of-view real darn quick by completing a very simple task: writing down a list of simple things I’m grateful for.