This morning I found my bicycle vandalized despite being locked up with all manner of locks. I walked to my A.A. meeting at St. Paul’s and I guess I was in a state of shock. When something keeps happening over and over (this is Bicycle Theft No. 4), what conclusion(s) do I need to draw from this?
Feeling sort of run-down in a way, and at the same time feeling that perhaps this incident did not happen “by accident” but maybe it had a reason for happening and, what, intuitively can I learn from it?
A. One of the principal members of my “A Team” is Rusty, and though he doesn’t write much, it’s apparent he’s in trouble financially.
B. Having wandered through my Pandora’s Box of money problems myself, I feel a kindred-spirit relationship with him…our friendship has gone on for many years – and when I’ve been on the skids, he’s always been there for me. I wonder if my experience(s) with the money issue may be of help to him, and perhaps if I adopt the paradigm of “you don’t learn something until you teach it,” a get-together may be indicated.
C. I’m feeling the premonition that I won’t be here on the planet ad infinitum, and it may be time to pull all of this together into a “Life Tapestry” as my beloved Thelma, the “One of a Kind” lady promoted for older folks. And, gasp, when I look into the mirror, I’ve aged!
Today I start teaching somebody with dyslexia, a youngster, at the library. I Googled “teaching a person with dyslexia,” and it outlined a structure for doing it that involved what I think has been the strong suit of mine in “multi-tasking.”
