A Speedy Reply

To say that things at home have been tense is something of an understatement.  One of the roommates has some pretty execrable behavior involving other people that I have grown very tired of.  To paraphrase Elvis, a little less drama and a little more action, seem to be in order, yet there is very little hope of that happening.  I got dragged into the drama the other day and I feel I am owed an apology, and there is less hope of that.

My friend Nikki had assured me of the power of prayer and shared a recent experience with asking for divine help and receiving it.  As I sat on my front porch in the morning a couple of days ago I thought of what Nikki told me and thought perhaps I’d try it again.  I thought I’d ask for guidance in this situation.  I came inside, logged on to facebook and there was an email from a friend, sent to a good number of people, looking for a new roommate, fast.

Miss Marie lives in a very charming, newer house, not far away, with her 2 cats, and as she works in Los Angeles for months at a time, she needs someone whom she trusts her home and her cats to. I immediately sent an email.  “Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!”

I know Miss Marie through a mutual friend who has seen me through the worst of my addiction and through all of my recovery so I know she has had access to the unvarnished truth about me, but to be sure I shared the information that could give a sensible person pause.  Knowing all that, she didn’t hesitate for a moment.  She thought, as did I, that it would do both of us good.

My probation officer didn’t hesitate either, which is good news.  Miss Marie’s job starts back up the first week of August and I’ll be moving in on the 1st.  We’ll have a couple of days together for me to learn the routine and then I’ll have a few weeks of utter peace.  It is an extraordinary balance of accountability to another, which I find very motivating, and solitude, which I also treasure.

And all placed in my path 5 minutes after praying for guidance in the living situation.

Though I have no conception of “Higher Power” beyond “bigger than I can understand,” perhaps I’d do well to pray more.