Conversations with God

So God and I talked. The conversation went something like this:

Me: God!
God: You're too impatient. Just breathe.
Me: But I don't understand anything. I'm stressed. My hands are shaking. My mind is racing. I have no clear direction.... I just want to yell curses from the rooftops of Paris. What is going on?
God: Have you considered getting more sleep?
Me: No. Sleep means dreams.
God: Exactly.

So I'm in a place where almost everything I once took for granted has been stripped away. A few things remain constant but overall, when I go back to the States, it will be like I'm starting a new life. My plans are not definite. I am able to go any direction I choose - this is scary but liberating. My foundation is solid. Now all I have to do is build on my foundation according to my personal dictates. If I can dream it, I can achieve it. May my footsteps be directed.

If you've read this blog from the beginning, you'll remember that on my flight to Europe I was bumped up to first class. I took it as a sign of the beginning of a wonderful adventure. My time here as certainly been an adventure. I've loved it. I've hated it. I've laughed. I've cried. I've experienced some of the hardest and some of the most beautiful times of my life in France. As I get ready to go home, another random wonderful thing happened: I've been bumped up to "first class" again.

I had booked a simple (and cheap) lighthouse in Ireland for me and my parents. A secluded week by the ocean in a rural setting. The historical organization I booked through emailed me the other day with an offer. Apparently a production company wants to film at the lighthouse next week. They will be putting us up at a 5 star ocean resort with all expensives paid and lots of other crazy incentives. I accepted their offer. It seems as though I've come and I'll be going with a bang.

I'm all about the random. I'm all about the spontaneous. I'm all aware that God is both random and spontaneous (in our eyes). I'm all aware of the divine comedy that is life. Carpe Diem you online blog readers who never leave me messages ... I hope you are daily prepared for something new and something radical. Rock on rockers.