Deciphering a Divine Message....

For some reason I’ve been a bit retrospective, thinking about the people that have come, gone and are currently in my life. I sometimes wonder if there is a divine plan for things and what is the purpose behind it.  Why is someone brought into your life and why are they taken from it, or are no longer in it for various reasons?  What was the point of even knowing them at all? Do I value the lesson or have I missed the lesson altogether?

Sometimes the lesson is blatant…i.e. a slap in the proverbial face, and if you miss the message, you are considered the dipshit of the vast universe! There are other times though, when you’re just not sure that you know the message or lesson and wonder if you’ll die not knowing.  Do we meet people by chance? Is there such a thing as blind stinking doodah luck? Or is it the vast eternal plan?

One thing I can say for sure is that my higher power (God, by my standards) has a really wicked sense of humor. It’s like he’s waiting for the right moment to hit me with one of those cosmic stun guns (set at full power, I might add) and watch me spasm, jerk and drool through this eclectic life that I have. And it is eclectic. I believe I’m in this mode because I’ve been trying to figure out why I attract the swinging weirdo’s and the stalkers. But if I really look at it, I attract all kinds.  I attract people that have provided me a momentary glimpse of the spectacular to the other end of the freaking spectrum.  

Case in point: Nene (see previous blog).  What would one call this extraordinary woman and the one moment in time where I had the privilege of meeting her…a momentary glimpse of the spectacular! It was a moment that took me beyond myself and into the world of another, and she was truly amazing.  When I met her, I was at a low point and just couldn’t see past me and my issues.  She gave me something to think about and made me realize that the things I had to be thankful for are all around me, and I just needed to be reminded.

But on the flip side: James…what message is God trying to deliver when he sends me a flipping whacked out stalker while on vacation in Oregon? The only thing I can divine from it is that I can’t let this type of guy deter me from being independent and vacationing on my own. I can handle unexpected situations that arise and take care of it.  I am a badass!  Or maybe I’m delusional and I was this close to being buried in the sand, my face on a milk carton with the caption…”Have you seen this middle-aged crazy woman who’s stupid enough to travel on her own and get taken out by a lying, wannabe surfer douche with an effed up toe?” However, I don’t think that’s the message and I choose not to believe that one, since I will be traveling again on my own to Mexico…and this time it’s questionable if my buddies will be there the next day or not. I’m not worried…My Coral Baja Buddies always have my back!

Coral Baja Buddies:  Speaking of which…these are people who are not paid a lot and they see tourists come and go.  However, they take the time to know my name, I’m on a personal email list of one of the employees and she always keeps me up to date on things. They all make it their personal business to look out for me and go the extra mile to introduce me to people, knowing that I’m traveling alone and my BFFs are gone.  I think the lesson is that there are good people out there that care about other people….just because you’re part of the human race.

Ok….I don’t want to kick a dead horse till it turns to glue.  I’m just sayin.

The temperature is 104 outside, and I’ll be mowing the lawn shortly.  A girl’s work is never done. I just want to make sure it’s nice and short for the holiday weekend. It looks like God brought hells heat to the central valley…just to remind us what awaits if we piss him off too much.  I always was a limit pusher, but if this is any indication, I better pull up my good-girl panties! Ah, who am I trying to kid?  I think he decided long ago what journey I’m taking…that’s why he keeps sending weirdo’s my way!