What he said, the rabbi entering retirement, was that if we accept and bless that which seems like bad luck, we create an opening in our heart.  This opening moves us beyond imprisoning anger, resentment, and fear to evolve.

Evolve is a good word.  It shows me the spiral of this path going upward, in a new direction, even though it seems like every single day is the same banal uselessness.  I would like to evolve.  I’m willing to evolve.  And willing is the key that opens this door.

I bless this door of unemployment.  I call it good.  I call it the opening of opportunity and a divine shift to be more than I’ve ever been before as ME.  I’m willing to pull out my foot and take another step each day into the void of Godsland.

Where She awaits for me around the corner of the dark jungle path giggling and singing, “Can you hear me now?!”