The Diligently Infused Gathering

(I wrote this on November 4 but I still wanted to send it out to the universe.)

I can hear my therapist tell me to take a pause right now. To just sit in this moment. Yesterday, I tried to overexcite myself and today I went to Kroger and thought that I was going to pass out. God simply said, "Just rest. Take a nap." So, that's what I did yesterday and today. 

Tomorrow is huge for me, for my friends and for my family. I really wanted November 5 to have more meaning than simply being the day that I had a stroke. I want it to be a new era to a new way of living and a new way of thinking. One thing about the venue, it's not modern and I'm such a contemporary soul but as I walked into this newness I wanted the feel of the home of my great-grandmothers and grandmothers who prayed for me to be all that I am today. I wanted that old world feeling. That feeling of parlors, living rooms and historical artifacts. I needed that for me and I wanted it for everyone who enters the Harriet Beecher Stowe House on tomorrow. 

This time last year I was preparing to go on assignment where I didn't know what I would be doing, this year I know exactly what I am doing and I couldn't be more excited. 

 But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that Diligently seek him.