All Part of The Journey

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Ahhhhhhh, Csigas' wheel is FLAT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! Okay, so now I know that it's not the inner tube, it's the wheel itself or something else. SHEESH!!! But, I know this is all part of the, my, journey. Before, when Csigas' wheel/tire went flat, I was in the middle of nowhere on the side of the road and Janos, a kind stranger, helped me. Today, I'm again (kinda sorta) in the middle of nowhere but close enough to the home of my friend that she is able to transport Csiga and I to the mechanic with her trailer. All part of the journey. Right now, right this very second, as I'm writing this, I'm sitting in another Csarda (rest stop restaurant) charging the phone and thinking about whether to walk back to the center of Szeged or take the bus; of course, there is a bus stop near our breakdown spot. All part of the journey. I'm a bit worried about the cost to fix Csiga. However, the other side of me asks the following question: How is it that everytime I get into a jam or a ditch (literally) and I wait...the solution reveals itself? I need to see the answer, see, realize and accept that indeed, I am not alone. Last year, I visited this unique homestead and the woman there told me I need to be open. She was referring to a mate and I immediately dismissed her insight because she attached a caveat to her wisdom: I would need someone exactly like me 🤯 'ABSOLUTELY NOT,' I thought to myself. But, reflecting, she was (kinda sorta) correct. I NEED to be open, flexible, to the journey, my journey. I'm so worried that I'll miss my window, my opportunity. What I'm learning is that the flat tire IS the opportunity; I won't miss it...as long as I roll with it (pun intended). Keep Learning Y'all 💚AnomaLeOverT.I.M.E 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

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