Anugraha is a Sanskrit word meaning "Divine Grace".  It is said that this Grace is all around us, and all we have to do is reach out for it.  This concept has been hitting me like a ton of pillowy, sweet bricks lately.

I have enough, and then some.  While I am not in a relationship, I am also not in a damaging or co-dependent relationship as most of mine have been.  But during May, things took a turn... for the better.

I have a new job, working as Administrative Editor for Eternal Press, an e-book publisher whose CEO is an old online friend - and a pagan.  At least half the staff is pagan, and the rest are quite open-minded.  All of our emails back and forth sound like a happy group of friends working together.  The only downside to this is, I have no clue how much I'm getting paid.  I get a percentage of everything we publish that passed through my hands at any point.  Some people get paid weakly (ask anyone with a job, that is not a typo), I get paid quarterly.

Asheville Homeless Network is still chugging along, and I have a lot more support of the homeless community than ever.  If we had some money, that would be cool.  But we have proved a lot just by staying alive for over 4 years.

My ex-next-door-neighbor bought himself an HDTV that (along with a card he bought for his computer) he can use both as a TV and a monitor... so he gave me his old 26" Sharp TV (my old one is 19") AND his old 20" monitor... my mother chipped in some money to show her support... my computer now has a working external hard drive and 2.5 Gb of memory... my roommate got a new job that will last until late Fall, where he lives at the site -- which means both that he will be able to pay me back for carrying him the last couple months AND I have my apartment to myself for a while.

I also started a new job (volunteer) fixing bicycles for Habitat for Humanity.  I'm working out the details of how this fits into my life, but I've put in two 4-hour days already and look forward to more.

My foot is trying to heal... my physical terrorist managed to "break up the adhesions" so the scar tissue can heal.  I have to tell you, my foot has hurt worse the past few days than it did after the surgery, but it's backing off and starting to even look better.  Sometimes you gotta break the eggs before you get to eat them.

One of my old friends (and ex) called today.  She was house-sitting at a friend of hers' apartment, which also contained two books I loaned the friend nearly a year ago, so I got to walk over there (it was just a couple blocks past the place I normally catch the bus to get to town) and pick up the books, plus have a long talk with her, which I haven't done for far too long.  Even spouted off a bit about my growing relationship with Deity, and she knows me well enough to not cringe (LOL!) and think I'm trying to convert her to something.

OK, that's enough bragging for one day.  I hope EVERYONE's life is getting better.  Except maybe Bush and Cheney...

Hugs,

Moss