It is finally the day after Christmas and I survived. I wonder was this a final test that I passed? I know Source/God has a sense of humor, but this is ridicules. I have not had communication (in person) with anyone since Friday morning. It reminds me of the movie Cast Away with Tom Hanks, stranded on a desert island, with nobody to talk to except a volleyball with a face drawn on it. Imagination is a wonderful gift that can keep us from going crazy.
Sometimes when life does not work out the way we expect it to our only option is to imagine it the way we want it to be. If we can find a tiny spark of love we can build it into a humongous flame that would light up any world. It doesn't matter if anyone else can see what we see. Love isn't something that can be seen- it just is.
When you can feel love in your heart, even when nobody else is around, you know you are a whole, well balanced human being. You will be just fine; no matter what the Universe has in store for you.
This less than perfect Christmas taught me to keep on imagining until the love I feel in my heart manifests my fondest dreams.