Out of sorts

I realise I have been out of sorts for a few days now, a time when life doesn’t flow and things don’t slot into place. The opposite is wonderful when everything one touches seemingly turns into gold. But I trust this is just a phase and it will pass, just as the good does too. I know I play a part in my own demise. Perhaps my thoughts have been too negative and have brought this latest run about or perhaps it was all going to happen anyway. There is nothing really tangible, but just a feeling that the flow is missing.

Today I failed the warrant on the car. Last Christmas I sailed through. Having a warrant expire in December is always a difficult time, because everyone is so busy and stressed and it is a time when money is shorter than usual. It is also when my yearly car insurance falls due, a figure that sets me back at just under $500.  I tried to move my warrant forward last year and managed by one week.

There were two problems today and both potentially costly - seat belts and something to do with the rear suspension. When I went to get back into the car, the seat belt was jammed and wouldn’t unravel, something that has never happened before. The mechanic came over and banged the door and it worked again. The woman is pricing new and second-hand ones if they are available.

I have tried to get two posts onto Facebook to sell my spiritual books and neither have appeared. These were placed on Saturday. One is still pending while the other is requiring the woman to check whether I am a member of that group or not, a process I am told will take a few days. Do I pull the pending one down and start again or keep waiting? I placed a post on my own Facebook page but all I got was a series of likes, no sales. Selling books really is a grind. I am learning though, for these ones, that I have to channel my energies into the right places. Interest among the general public is low but high among like-minded people.

And then of course my roller coaster story is taking way longer at the printers than I imagined and I doubt it will be back in time for Sunday’s market. Missing that will probably mean I will also miss a ton of potential Christmas buyers. But maybe not. I do believe that everyone is struggling with the higher costs of living, particularly mortgage holders whose fixed rates have ended, and money for luxuries simply isn’t available like it used to be.  

On our trip to town this morning, we forgot to pick up Genevieve’s chainsaw. We had dropped it there to sharpen the blade over a week ago. It is things like this that we don’t normally do. It is like there is a veil around me, making me invisible to others and others invisible to me.

When I have finished this, I will go into meditation and check my energies. There just seems to be one too many non-flowing occurrences. Funnily enough, I am seeing lots of double and triple numbers when I turn on my phone, 4.44  or 10.10 for example.

Perhaps there is a shift taking place that just needs to be aligned. Either way, I will take a look.

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