Riding The Wave
When I have to go to work on time, get out of bed and do the routine--for only the worst (lowest paying) lineup of the group so my boss can sleep in...I tell myself all is well.
When the scheduler tells me both I have to work one day either Thanksgiving, Christmas, or New Year and that I didn't work 'any holidays'...I remind him I DID work the holiday the day before Fourth of July where the OR was empty but sign up for Christmas Day anyway (I worked Thanksgiving and New Years last year)...I tell myself all is well.
When the same scheduler gives me the news from my boss about the decision made to cut the hours of myself and the one other woman who doesn't take OB call because of the complaints of others 'because it's not fair'...I tell myself all is well.
When I go see my patient who had the complication from an endotracheal tube large enough to do a pulmonary procedure was too big for them...visiting at the end of my shift when I could go pick my kid up from school myself instead of hiring a sitter to do it...I tell myself all is well.
When a loose tile falls off the roof of the school when a ball hits it, and it lands on Anthony's leg...I realize it could have been his head...and I tell myself all is well.
When I tell Anthony about the complication, and how one lawsuit could take everything we ever had; how I take this risk all day every day...I ask Anthony if he would like to play catch and he is delighted!...so with bubble gum and baseball...I tell myself all is well.
When I get home and finally figure out how to send the evaluation to the correct email address for a nursing master's school applicant I work with, I thank God for TurboScan...and tell myself all is well.
When I print up the travel plans and e-tickets, and pick up the foreign currency at the bank, I tell myself...all is well.
When the scheduler extends my vacation in December, just like that, so I may prepare for Christmas and spend time with Anthony...I tell myself all is well.
When I struggle to find the checkbook, and sit still long enough to pay the bills that keep piling up...I tell myself all is well.
When I pick up Anthony from the summer 'camp', and we have a snack a Starbucks, and we learn there is a 'turkey shortage' so he has egg salad instead of his favorite sandwich...I tell myself, I am lucky, and all is well.
When the field trip bus is delayed just long enough to help me help a friend publish their first book on Kindle...I tell myself all is well.
When the coach keeps his own son at his football game instead of the playoffs, and another coach keeps his son there too and doesn't even show up, leaving only four children two boys and two girls--to represent the team in a forfeit...I tell myself all is well.
When one of the girls falls and cries, because 'someone sat on her knee', and I go and evaluate the injury, barely keeping the tears from flowing myself...I see the look of trust in the eyes of the basketball director, our coach, and her father and I tell myself all is well.
When my necklace of moldavite and pendant of a meteorite from Argentina arrive in the mail the same day, just after helping to publish the book...I tell myself all is well--and--I really MUST be Galactic!
This is the first symbol given to me by Ross. I draw it with three fingers of my right hand going UP, little loop, and down, all at the same time. But for clarity, he wanted the four lines for people to get the essence of the energy flow. It is called Divine Power.
The next one was given to me, personally, from Ross because I think he heard me saying, all is well so many times. It is called 'Hope'. It is drawn with two fingers simultaneously, but the graphic program only takes one line at a time so I made the movie.
Starting at the bottom, with index and long finger of right hand, you go up a little and spread the two fingers and make the top of the arrow. The next movement is identical but you start at the bottom all over again and move up a little higher before the fingers separate. The next-to last one is even a little more higher after starting at the bottom. And the last one is even more of the same.
The third symbol didn't show up in my backup. I will use it again in the healing for today, and upload it from my electronic device.
Carla is really busy, and she has no idea of how busy her life is going to get when I am involved with it.
Carla wants to get bagels for her team, and she and her boy must get ready soon in order to make it to work on time with the extra trip.
Anthony deserves a good treat today because he played hard. I heard another kid tell him, 'Next year I want YOU to be on my team!' from the winning team that played five players and rotated them, the whole game, to Anthony's only players of four who were told, 'You are going to lose, get used to it. Sometimes you win, but LOSING makes you stronger.' by the coach at the end.
I'm not a loser.
I'm a winner.
And so are you.
And so is Anthony.
Anyone who has ever been incarnate is automatically a 'winner' as far as all of us are concerned where I am. It's not easy to be incarnate when you know what you are spiritually, 'made of Light'.
So just showing up and breathing to us is a huge plus!
Don't be hard on yourselves.
And Carla has a big surprise coming to her when it comes to the Grinch (one of the biggest complainers at work who is always against her, looks EXACTLY like the holiday character the Grinch). Carla? Honey? I am taking care of it!
I love you.
Now go and have some bagels with lots of cream cheese, after you make the sandwiches for you and Anthony.
At the store last night after the game, the sandwich shop owner gave Carla and Anthony three huge baguettes of bread, FREE...they had a late night and got in right before closing. With Anthony's soak in the hot tub for his muscles, and being tired...they didn't get to sleep until eleven o'clock at night which is unheard of for them. Carla wakes up at four and Anthony at six on most days...
I will take care of them each as they go through their day.
(he points to Anthony's head--we ARE fortunate it didn't fall on this--ed)
ALL IS WELL!
P.S. https://thecreatorwritings.wordpress.com/2015/08/18/beauty/ Now THAT is about as generic and unoffensive as anything can get. Do you think Carla's essay yesterday had a part of it? LOL
I love you. I love you ALL!
Aloha and Mahalos,
Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc Twins
P.P.S. Here is the book: