Well it's been a really crazy week for me.
I know I said goodbye to JU.. but Ive realised that there is something I need to share or get out of my head and this is a great place to do it. So if you can bare with me sometimes then please forgive me for not writing as much as I would like to.
Ok where do I begin?
It's been a weird few weeks for me. I havent been working cause they havent been giving me work. Apparently they didnt meet budget so work is scarce. What they had been giving me was one shift of four hours a week. Which I declined seeing 1. it wouldn't be worth me turning up as it takes me over an hours drive to get to work and the amount of money I would have got would have been less than what it would have cost me to get there. So i told them not to bother calling me unless they could give me more than one shift a week, and they said it wouldnt be until at least easter time. So fair enough. I been going to the beach alot, enjoying the summer sun and thinking about what I would really like to be doing.
What has happened since that time is I have been getting people asking me to give them Reiki sessions, and lessons which has been really interesting. Seeing I learn thow to do this when I was 16 yrs of age, I always didnt feel too right about doing it until now. It was like I wasnt ready, but now it feels right and the people are coming.
Ok.
So this week has been a really interesting one for me.
My best mate in the whole world was beaten by a crazy man walking down one of the main streets of Sydney on Tuesday night. I was called at 130am asking if I could go up to the hospital to see him. So i packed my stuff and went up. Mind you I was in an Efavrenz haze, everything was really trippy driving up but I got there in one piece, I was so worried about what had happened.
When I arrived at the casualty ward there was my best mate with his hand all bandaged up. Some psycho got stopped his car and got out with a tree trunk and went to swing it to his head and he put his hand up to defend himself and it shattered the bones in his hand. This was not good. He is a nurse, he takes blood all day and now he faces the prospect of loosing his job, having to change careers etc.. sorry if my wiriting is all over the place but right now Im a little scatterd by all this.
So I spent 2 days with him in the hospital. Meanwhile. On thursday night I had to come to Melbourne. Yes Im in Melbourne so look out Melbournites.
So I left my mate in Sydney, got on the plane and am now in Melb. Im supposed to be here for the next 10 days. Time to relax get away from home and spend it with another really good friend of mine down here. I guess in a way I am stressed about not being in Sydney with my mate, but know that there are people around him who will help him at this time. I just feel that I should have been there. I was there. I feel guilty now. He had four hours of surgery on his hand today. I spoke with him. Told him I loved him and that everything was going to be ok. He was sore but said he was going home tomorrow.
Anyhow. Things will work out.
There are still more changes to come. And there are still alot more adventures to be had. This is the year of action. Im gonna enjoy Melb now.
By the way.. anyone in Sydney who knows of someone who is a psycho and who owns a green toyota starlet, tell them that they got their karma coming to them real soon!