I definitely felt a sense of relief today. Thank you all so much for your support and prayers, light, energy, thoughts and comments. I have to accept that, until I clear up the bigger Financial Situation, there may be swings - it's part of being freelance, and because of the debt, it's hard to save up. But I have a feeling things will even out. The #1 rule of freelancing is never to have one client that accounts for more than 30% of your income, because if that client disappears - for whatever reason, temporarily or longer - so does your income. And I've always adhered to that, except for the past few years, because there was so much work with this woman (who I love working with)...so now I can say with confidence, yep, that's true! And make sure I have more clients, or at least keep my name out there.
On to giving... Last night, I received an email from a woman I know here, asking if I could meet her for a walk this morning. Turns out her husband is undergoing diagnosis for something heart-related (they don't yet know exactly what) - as with my friend/client's husband, this man is also only in his 50s, and all they know is that he's had angina. I tried to copy some pages from my Awakening Joy course (there's a whole chapter on dealing with difficult times), but my little multi-function printer couldn't quite capture the pages of a full-sized book. We walked and talked. My intention was to listen and to offer techniques for staying in the moment and trying not to get too freaked out (without any information). This woman is very much in her head and has a kind of frenetic and anxious energy, so it didn't quite go as I'd hoped. I tried to stay present (though I wasn't in my best space), and apparently I triggered some family issues for her. We talked through it, though, and eventually (I think/hope) the conversation turned out to be helpful. I'm going to send her a list of books about dealing with challenges, since that idea seemed to resonate with her.
Then I walked a couple of miles to buy some bread to take to the soup kitchen tomorrow. It's the biggest money-give I've done in a while, but now that I know at least a little will be coming in, I feel more comfortable doing that - and I also feel it's important to keep stretching. While I was there, I put a nickel in a fundraising jar on the counter. I'm not even sure what it was for; the point, for me, was just to do it. I walked all the way back, then later, walked down to the coffee shop to see if they had day-olds I could take to the soup kitchen (they had exactly one scone!). I think I probably walked about 9 miles total today, including several hills. I'm knackered.
Hope you all had good Tuesdays. Cheers!