It's all good

Today was a beautiful day.

I went to work this morning for a meeting. The meeting was long and draining, but afterward I got to go on break for lunch and have some coffee so it was well worth it.

After work I went to the grocery store and the pharmacy to pick up some things. Interestingly enough, the pharmacist who was ringing up my order asked me where I got my Aum pendant from. He was a man in his early sixties with very kind eyes.

"I got it from an old friend of mine as a gift"

"Do you know what it means?"

"I have heard different versions of things in regards to it's meaning-I never actually thought to ask what it's real meaning is though. I really liked the design and my favorite metal is silver, so when I saw it in a shop once, the person I was with decided to give it to me as a gift. Is it some form of good luck?"

He chuckled. "Well yes and no. It is a blessing, such as Bless you. It is also the symbol representing the essence of the universe. Whoever gave it to you gave you a very precious gift." With that he smiled and told me to come back again.

That definitely gives me something to think about. Why are all the older men I meet around here always saying mystical or spiritual comments to me?

Actually that's not true. Apparently some do say other less pleasant things to people. A taxi driver my friends once had was depressed and launched into a sad story about how he loved his ex-girlfriend, but she was cheating on him with his best friend so she left him (kind of backwards if you ask me) and then he got a new girlfriend but apparently she has a severe drinking problem, and while he was telling them all of this he decided to put a particular song called "Fantasy" on repeat which is a song about a guy who's girlfriend is cheating on him and how is reminiscing about the days when things between them were at their glory.

Honestly, I'd rather have the taxi guy's story because at least it gives me insight into other people's minds. Everything I got is completely abstract and thought provoking. I don't mind being intellectually stimulated, but at the end of the day after a long day's work I just want to not think and relax. . .sigh. . . .

After I went to the pharmacy, I bought electricity. As some of you may not know, in South Africa you have to buy your electricity in the same manner as you would prepaid minutes on a phone. So I bought quite a bit of electricity at the grocery store which should last us about three weeks.

I'm not sure what I am going to do tomorrow. I'll take pictures if I do something interesting. It's supposed to be raining so I might stay home and do something productive like clean the house :-)

Tah tah for now,
Carolyn