Wow, nothing like a health scare to get one to thinking about priorities huh? My apologies to the kith and kin who were alarmed at my mini vacation this week into realms of doctors, hospital rooms and tests. Yeah I’ll live..sorry to the prey who were expecting a reprieve of sorts. Anyway, I’ve done some thinking while on that enforced hostage situation and have come to a conclusion. Basically, it’s not my job. It’s not my job to teach those who wander around lost as a goose, moving from group to group seeking spellwork, gathering, collecting people as if they were shells on the beach. It’s not my job to correct their chicken little attitude of the end of the world befalling them when they believe in some made up meme on Facebook. It’s not my job to show them the error of their ways just because I might know the answer. We all have other things going on in our lives and if we play the serious card all the time and try and dissect information meant as as humor, then we add to the cacophony and truthfully, I am just tired of trying to do that any more. It is not my job and try and “save” everyone from the error of their ways. You know the universe is interested in balance. Sometimes you get a meal, other times you are one. By stepping in to rearrange things for others, I might be shifting the balance and that of course is just not my job. So I’m going to do my best and take better care of myself, and while I will share with others…don’t expect the full plate you’ve always been served..you will need to go elsewhere for that, because after all……It’s not my job.