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Year Four, Day 145: I Am O.K.!

I really wish I was able to chat for awhile. But time is limited.

I feel a lot of emotions bubbling around in my torso.

My head is throbbing a bit.

My heart is racing a bit.  And I feel the weight of a slight depression holding me back.  I know what to do. I am taking care of business!  I had a full day of teaching today. Then I had lunch and read and prayed a bit.

I am researching the Novena.  Years ago, when my son fell victim to a raging drug addiction, I attended the Novena of Grace at St. Ignatius Catholic Church in Portland. It had a profound effect on my prayer life and on my son's life!

I woke up early every morning for 9 days (Novena comes from the Latin word "novem" which means nine) to attend the daily prayers.  Half way through the Novena, I was crossing the street, and I suddenly tripped and fell, landing on my knees in the middle of the crosswalk. A few passersby asked if I was O.K.

I was. But embarrassed. And both of my knees and hands were skinned. I wanted to lay down and cry.  But I felt like it was a God moment. I looked around and did not see anything on the pavement that I could have tripped on. Then I thought perhaps it was not God, but the evil one! He did not want me to pray the Novena of Grace!

So I dusted myself off and hobbled the remaining two blocks to the church. I remember crying the whole service.  Tears of spiritual release and painful knees.

Now I am planning on praying another Novena.  My intentions are private, but I may share a bit about the history of the Novena.

But now I need to head home and practice piano for church tomorrow.  I am a substitute pianist/organist at the church tomorrow.  My new church job begins the beginning of August.

I am thankful that I have been able to rise early.  This being the end of the year and recital season, I was worried about my energy.

Aside from a bit of the blues I am o.k.! I even managed to get up early and do my Qi Gong/Hooping practice. I think that might just be saving my hide!

As soon as my recitals and performances and classes are done (in less than a week!) I shall go back to healthy eating and daily gym workouts.

I am O.K.!

Happy Saturday!

Love,

Zita




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