Kismet...

Kismet...fate...serendipity...call it what you will, it fuels the revolving of the earth, it energizes and facilitates the meeting of minds and hearts, it trips you up as you blithely make your way through this thing we call life and living.

I had such an occasion on the best of fridays and time well spent at a beautiful locstion with in good company. Upon finishing the task set out for the day, we made our way back to base. A decision to shut down early...such a simple thing yet rippling out across the spiritual plane and setting in motion a meet with someone I never wished to set eyes upon ever again.

One more decision to stop in Fraser Lake to buy something cold to drink and perhaps indulge in a hard ice cream, I turned off into the grocery store parking lot and with a start of surprise I spied the violently natured ex climbing into his truck. With ease of motion and emotion I continued in to find a space to park amongst a busy parking lot of locals and tourists alike.

I was spied quickly and viewed with craning of neck and turning of head until leaving the lot and heading to the hwy to pull away slowly with a continuation of craning, rubber-necking and staring.

Pffft...balderdash...fie...I laughed quietly as I sifted through feelings, searching for fear and finding none...only disgust, only a giggle and gaggle of disbelief...small town smokeshow.

Nothing but empty space occupying a heart of malice and evil intent...

Nothing but fear where courage should be, a child determined to hurt before being hurt.

Nothing but emotional cowardice...mental incapability to process standard human thought and feeling...

My dear, dear friends...the monster in your story has been malignantly magnified until they are all but omniscient, lingering in the mind as a beast of unimaginable prowess...nothing could be further from the truth, in point of face they are small in every way important.

With time and distance the monster shrinks to an insignificance that is startling...

This...this is what struck me as I boldly wandered in the grocery store of his town...his insignificance, his smallness, his lack of character and hidden evil schemes...

I am no longer afraid...I no longer fear retribution for he has proven as noteworthy and faithful as he has been in every other way, in no way at all...no actions to meet words, no faithfulness to follow through on promises of love OR retribution and revenge.

I am struck anew of the frailty of his mind, the weakness of his spirit and the missing link of that which brings courage and grace, kindness and humanity.

I am free...

Let each one of us strive for freedom from fear...determinedly focus on life as it should be.

Full of love...of kindnesses and compassion...of acceptance and equality and equanimity.

This is what we deserve...instead we were fed a boiling, roiling witches brew of poisonous criticisms hidden in jokes, cruelty, mean-spiritedness, deception, gaslighting, manipulations, sexual abuses and neglect mixed...

That is NOT what, nor who you were created for and to be....

Give yourself permission to be happy...to be free...

May your eyes be opened to your innate worth, may your ears attune only to a frequency of love and mercy, and may your heart unfold only for those who treat you as you would treat them.

Go with God today and each day forward in grace, in dignity knowing you are loved beyond measure...beyond imagination...loved, loved, loved.