What I am Doing and What's On my Mind

 

I’m on a deadline right now. Not really, but I have gone and promised to write on each platform I write on, following a specific schedule of articles. Here on my author’s website, I am on a Tuesday and Thursday schedule. Generally, I don’t have a problem thinking up something to write about, but this morning, it’s a little different. I’ve got some things on my mind.

The one most in my face right now is that I don’t feel the best. I had a rough night sleeping last night. I’m not sure why. I know I wasn’t comfortable. Not like there was anything absolutely wrong, I just wasn’t comfortable. I’ve been having trouble sleeping anyway, but with the naps I generally take in the afternoon, it all evens out. Besides, isn’t that something a retired person can look forward to? Naps.

I remember kidding with my boss once when I had been asked to return to work after I’d quit after working three years to be a writer, if I could have a nap in the afternoon. He’d said no. I actually wasn’t kidding. I ended up working for another 18 years or so. In those days, after I returned to my job, I found the time to write either late at night or super early in the morning. Thus, I really needed naps in the mid-afternoon. But sacrifices had to be made. I mean, we were talking about a steady paycheck.

The only other big thing on my mind right now is preparing our financial information for our accountant to use in preparing our taxes. I hate the job, but it has fallen to me to do it. Dennis brings the money home. I do the bookkeeping. The thing is, I don’t mind doing other people’s bookkeeping. I just don’t like doing our own.

I know if I just start doing it, I’m going to get it done. Month by month. There are only 12 months, right? Right.

None of this has anything to do with writing other than the fact that not doing it is holding me back from doing the thing I love most, which is writing.

Also, I felt the need to whine a little bit.

However, whining about it won't get anything done. It might relieve me temporarily, but your image of me as a competent writer might take a bit of adjusting. I mean, whining doesn’t look good on anybody but a four-year-old kid, right? And I’m 70. Old enough to know better.

You know, when I think of the authors I like to read, I never picture them as having any weaknesses. In my mind, I picture them as always in charge, turning and churning out book after book. Satisfying their reader’s need to continue the stories they make of the characters who come to life on the page.

What shows up in print is the best of the best of what they’ve written. I know now just how much a person writes that doesn’t see the light of day. For instance, these articles I write, I would never in a thousand years expect to see in book form. They are my inner thoughts. Sometimes, censored, though not so much recently. Much of what I write here and on my other sites and platforms is puzzling things out. I find it fascinating to follow a sequence of thoughts, much as you’d follow a plot line in a book, from the question or the fear to a better conclusion.

Maybe it is because I am a Virgo and enjoy the tiny details. I wonder what other authors are Virgos?

Shoot. Google told me Stephen King, Agatha Christie, Mary Shelly (Frankenstein), Goethe, O. Henry, H.G. Wells, and George R.R. Martin. These are all writers I’ve known, both through what my husband reads and my own reading. Attention to detail. There were a whole lot more, but these names are the ones that caught my eye.

Then, I got sidetracked into what the characteristics of a Virgo writer are. Lots of material there. You might look up your own sign and see how the life of writing might fit in. With Virgo’s? Perfectionism, attention to detail, precision, and a need to edit while still writing, and get stuck with the never-ending editing. I hadn’t thought about that one, but it is true for me. Presently, I’ve got five books that haven’t been finished because there is just so much to say. Perhaps I just need a shut-off switch.

So, that’s what's up for me right now. Leave a comment if you’d like about the kind of writing you like to do, if you are a writer. Personally, I think if you can tell a story, you are a writer.

Blessings to everyone. Write on!

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 

🌺 Pauline Evanosky

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Write On!

When I first started this website, I really had no idea what I was going to do with it other than advertise whatever books I had published. Right now, there is only the one I wrote so many years ago, “When Spirit Whispers”. Personally, I think it should be redone. The print is too small. Other than that, there are no books. At my author’s website, PaulineEvanosky.com, I hope to also encourage anyone who wants to write to do so. All you need is a blank document or a notebook where you record whatever thoughts you have. You can’t heal what you don’t know is there without taking an introspective look at your own life. A journal is a way to begin. After a time, you might eventually want to share what you write.

I write a lot these days at all the different places on the internet: Medium, where the articles are aimed with humor at older people of which I am a member, giving advice to young people, finding psychic-minded folks to share Spirit humor with, finding folks who’d like to be psychic and giving tips for them to gradually embrace that lifestyle and giving courage and hope to anybody who needs it. Basically, everything I am.

I have had a website geared toward my own psychic journey since 2001. I began channeling in 1993, so I took a few years to get better at being a psychic channel and decided folks might also benefit from what Spirit was talking about. I call it Talking to Spirit. This site has undergone many changes over the years, culminating in its present incarnation on the Blogger platform. Free of charge. Yes? Yes. Last summer, I got a bill for $785 or so for the website hosting platform I’d had for several years. I haven’t had a paying job since 2016, or thereabouts, and could not justify that kind of expense. They weren’t at all helpful, so I thumbed my nose at them and migrated my pages over to Blogger. It was nice to take my domain name with me, so it was a lovely fit. Because none of these websites has the same setup, I had to make some adjustments. One of them is that I now post articles regularly. There is also a bit of JavaScript that changes out a short bit of Daily Channeling from my Spirit Guide, Seth.

Another place I write is on Substack. The site's title is "Talking to Spirit," just as my website is. It has evolved into a place for articles that encourage people with Life Lessons, help people who might be discouraged, and open people’s eyes to the magic of living more in tune with Spirit, however that might appear to them. There is never one way. In fact, there are many ways to live with Spirit. Additionally, I’ve recently instituted a thrice-weekly feature in the Substack Notes section with a card I prepare in Canva with another daily bit of advice from Seth. As with the Daily channeling on the Talking to Spirit website, here, too, I prepare myself as a vehicle to receive whatever Spirit would have to say. Mostly, there is a theme to follow, and I move with that. Once a week or so, I will sit and take channeled dictation from Spirit. It’s what I do as a psychic channel.

In the past, I’ve started some YouTube channels. I enjoyed the work but found that creating these videos took a lot of time. I might return to them over time.

The writing is there. In my heart and in my mind, the goals for each type of audience I appeal to are the same. The lessons learned are the same. The purpose is to be able to live lives of determination, of love and beauty, whatever a person’s circumstances are.

Dreams are the same for everyone, no matter what their walk in life looks like. We are all related. All of us born of the same seeds, the same star stuff. If I can help a person open their heart for five minutes, perhaps it will be easier for them to do so themselves at another time.

Blessings to everyone.

Write on!

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 

🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:

 Pauline Evanosky on Medium
 Talking To Spirit on Substack
 Talking To Spirit — my website
 Pauline Evanosky — my author’s website
 Facebook
 My Table of Contents for Medium — Updated Monthly
 My Table of Contents for Substack — Also Updated Monthly
 References I recommend on your path to more psychic awareness

Friends and Deliberate Actions

What makes a friend? Is it somebody who puts up with your bad moods? Is it somebody who is always there for you? Ask yourself: Are you a good friend to others? Do friends make contact with each other on an almost daily basis?

Now I count as friends the other writers I pal around with on some of the writing platforms I belong to: Medium and Substack. We comment on each other’s pieces, and when one of us is having a hard time, the others all step in to say an encouraging word. I count them as friends even though I haven’t met them in real life.

They are my writing friends. We don't gather to drink. We don't gather for games. I am a reclusive person and keep to myself. My time is spent writing. Every day. No holidays. Many times, I lose track of what day of the week it is. I write from first thing in the morning until sometimes late at night. I have to watch that because if it is too late, I find I cannot sleep easily. I take breaks when I need them. My job is to write.

This blog is about the writing I do. Behind that, though, is what I feel. To this end, I have instituted a new practice. It's about trying to be the best I can be. It involves having a bit of a mantra. I’ve decided to say to myself and to have encouragement in the top margin of the pages I write on.

Before I Write, I Return to Stillness

What this means to me is that I want to be centered. I want to be calm. I want to be open. I want honesty. I want love. I want all of that to find its way into what I write. It is an experiment, really. I only started it today. Time will tell if anything comes of it. Personally, I think it will be beneficial.

I find it difficult to write if all I have are unruly thoughts, if what I feel inside is turmoil. I can only try. Leave a comment if you’d like. Is there something you might like to say to yourself?

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 
🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:

 Pauline Evanosky on Medium
 Talking To Spirit on Substack
 Talking To Spirit — my website
 Pauline Evanosky — my author’s website
 Facebook
 My Table of Contents for Medium — Updated Monthly
 My Table of Contents for Substack — Also Updated Monthly
 References I recommend on your path to more psychic awareness

Boring Jobs

Is it your job’s fault that what you do is boring? Why is it boring?

Boring to one person might be interesting to another person. I had a job once that felt boring to me. It was the same thing I did over and over again. I knew the job. It wasn’t a difficult job, but it was the same old…same old…day after day. I wished for another job.

And I got it. Now, what I did required me to be light on my feet and able to switch from task to task. I’d never done that stuff before. It was terrifying. It was certainly not boring.

I moved on. Not through my own volition. I sort of got laid off. They couldn’t afford me anymore. I ended up at an even more difficult job. It took me about three years to feel comfortable in the job. In the past, I’d felt comfortable at new jobs about three to six months in. This was indeed a more complicated job. This was where I thrived. I didn’t know I liked difficult jobs. Imagine that.

This was also the job I got that forced my hand to become a writer. Not about the job, just that it felt to me like I was sick of telling people that one day I would be a writer. I believe I finally learned that if I wanted to be a writer, I’d best get to it and not hope for a job as a writer.

The problem was that I worked all day. In fact, it was more than a full day because that was the job I used to dream about. Even 10 years later, after retiring, having worked 20 years there, I still dream about that job. I used to go to my boss and tell him I wanted overtime because I’d dreamed about the job at night. He laughed. Right. Hey, it was a joke. Except I did come up with some good ideas because of those dreams.

The quest was to find some time to write. I was young enough that I could cut back on my sleep. I’d already been used to getting up early in the morning. I continued to do that, and in the extra hour I had in the morning, I would write. It got to be a habit. And I’d found some time to write. Even now, the first thing I usually do every day is to start writing.

I sleep in and usually rise at 7 or 8 am. I’m retired. I don’t need to be anywhere in the mornings. So, I get up when I get up. I didn’t realize how much I'd like doing that. It’s a bonus.

I’ve instituted some writerly habits that help to get my juices going. Like my Do-Good file. Based on a habit James Clear suggested in his book Atomic Habits, which was to think of something uplifting or happy the first time your feet hit the floor in the morning. Sort of like a nice glass of orange juice first thing in the morning. The only problem was that I would forget. I felt like a failure. And then something happened. I thought to myself, I’m a writer. Maybe I should adapt that habit into something uplifting that I could write at the start of the day. It worked. Just this morning, I thought, “When Bad is Good”. I wrote about 50 words about it for the Do-Good File. Then, I turned around, expanded on the idea, and wrote an article for Substack about it. That was useful.

Now, boring could be related to distasteful. Who wants to do boring? Nobody. But you have to. Why? Because it’s your job. I find housework to be boring. It’s why we have brown rugs in my house. My husband can’t see dirt, so we’re happy. We also have cats, and a lot of times they do things under the furniture that nobody finds for years. If it doesn’t smell, I believe in letting things alone. Besides, I would rather be writing. Sometimes, I will write about housework. That’s about it.

But, distasteful? Tax prep. Definitely tax prep. Which, because it is January right now, I’d best get started. Because nobody else is going to do it. So, yes, I should do a little bit today. Maybe a couple of hours. What’s that old saying? Sooner started, sooner done. That applies. Also, dreading something just prolongs the agony. Just get it done, Pauline.

Okay, maybe if I thought of it as a job. I have to be there. I have to get it done. I’ve already done some fun stuff this morning. This is the second article I’ve worked on. That’s good. Now, I’ll get some tax prep done. Overthinking it prolongs the agony. Just get it done.

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 
🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:

 Pauline Evanosky on Medium
 Talking To Spirit on Substack
 Talking To Spirit — my website
 Pauline Evanosky — my author’s website
 Facebook
 My Table of Contents for Medium — Updated Monthly
 My Table of Contents for Substack — Also Updated Monthly
 References I recommend on your path to more psychic awareness

The Choices We Make

 

Sometimes you recognize the pivotal moment when you know the choice you make is going to be the big one. Sometimes, the realization comes slowly.

I’ve had a few life-changing moments in my life. One was when I met my husband. It was a wham-bam moment that you rarely hear about. We’ve been married 49 years. Of course, there have been ups and downs, but we made a commitment to each other. He can still make me laugh. That was a good choice.

I know of one other couple who had a moment like that. The wife was a friend of my mother. The husband, like my own father, was gone to war. It was a place called Schilling Manor in Kansas. It was 1969. I can remember in July when a man walked on the moon. I was fixing my hair in the bathroom and was listening to the radio when Neil Armstrong said, "That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."

The place is no longer there, having been absorbed by the town of Salina. It was where the women and children went when their fathers were deployed to places the families could not follow. No men. This was also back in the day when it was mostly men in the military services. But I’d heard that Mrs. Powell met her husband one week and they were married the next. I’d call that a pivotal moment. They also had a ton of kids.

There were five kids in my family, but I think that my mother’s friend’s family numbered seven kids or so. We would all pile in station wagons and make our way to swimming hole Number 3. A section was roped off for us, and that’s where we would swim.

I went to two high schools that year. One was North High School. I was there for about two or three weeks. It was too crowded, so they moved a bunch of us to South High School, and that was where I completed 9^th grade. In two schools.

I almost didn’t go to Germany. I was enrolled for my freshman year at a community college in Richmond, Virginia. My family was going to Germany. I had three hours to make the decision to ditch my plans for school and accompany my family to Germany. I’d actually never wanted to go there. It turned out well because that’s where I met my husband. Could we have run into each other some other place? I don’t think so. Three hours to make that decision. Married, now, for 49 years. Another good choice.

Once, we were watching fireworks at Berchtesgaden, Germany. The snow was packed. Hundreds of people in the crowd. Somewhere ahead of us, some people were setting off Roman rockets. I put my head down. I don’t know why. The rocket hit me on the top of my head. I was wearing a hat. I stumbled but did not fall. My husband caught me. Had my head been up, I’m sure I would have been blinded. Interestingly, nobody believed that I’d been hit by a Roman rocket. My hat wasn’t even singed. That was a doozy of a moment. Moments like that, you can really believe in your guardian angel.

Another time, in Germany again, my husband and I were driving in winter. It was cold outside, and the roads were fine. Wet, but fine. We approached a bridge and learned the hard way that the road surface on bridges freezes faster than pavement because of all the cold air underneath. Our Volkswagen bug began to spin in a circle once we were on the bridge. Luckily, there was no traffic behind us or oncoming traffic. It was just us going into a 360° circle in our little blue bug. I can remember thinking I was going to die. I was okay with it. There were no life scenes flashing before my eyes. I just knew that I was ready to die. We were fine and continued driving, but at a whole lot slower pace.

A lot of the choices I made didn’t seem to be large or pivotal at the time. I suppose this is where it is good to have a habit of making good choices. For instance, I would not put much faith in the choices an alcoholic makes. Most of them are driven by the need to be drunk. Just saying.

Anyway, I think the best practice is to pay attention to what you are doing. Don’t be afraid to change your mind and to move to Plan B. The point is to keep trying.

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 
🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:

 Pauline Evanosky on Medium
 Talking To Spirit on Substack
 Talking To Spirit — my website
 Pauline Evanosky — my author’s website
 Facebook
 My Table of Contents for Medium — Updated Monthly
 My Table of Contents for Substack — Also Updated Monthly
 References I recommend on your path to more psychic awareness

About Comments

I might have mentioned this before, but I love it when people who read what I write clap and leave a comment. I write on several different platforms, and I get the most comments at Medium.com. They just aren’t there for the other three places. I also know what it feels like to go first.

Nobody wants to go first.

Why not invite some discussion by being the first person to leave a comment with what you write? It might be an additional thought you had about the piece. Of course, there is nothing to prevent you from editing the article and reposting it, but I think that little comment you make could be the first stepping stone for others to say something.

Often, someone will make a comment that leads me to another aspect of the subject I didn’t think of while writing the piece. I mean, we are writers, right? I don’t know about you, but so many of the things I write about are worthy of book-length pieces. 120,000 words is a lot of talking about things. There is always something to say.

I have found with myself that I might write about a similar subject often, but when mining the same ore, you can hit a vein that was covered before with three feet of stone. How many times did William Turner paint ships on the water? How many times did Monet paint water lilies? You’ve got the golden light to follow. A photographer says that Golden Hour is shortly after sunrise and shortly before sunset.

The same thing happens with whatever you are passionate about. When a child becomes aware of things outside of their immediate surroundings. The minute a person realizes that letting go is loving. When somebody realizes the world does not actually revolve around them. These are snapshots of a person in the process of growing.

So, anyway, I’m going to remind myself to start leaving comments for my own writing. I’ll go first.

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 
🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:

 Pauline Evanosky on Medium
 Talking To Spirit on Substack
 Talking To Spirit — my website
 Pauline Evanosky — my author’s website
 Facebook
 My Table of Contents for Medium — Updated Monthly
 My Table of Contents for Substack — Also Updated Monthly
 References I recommend on your path to more psychic awareness

 

The Truth

I write the truth. I don’t lie. Unless, of course, I was writing something fictional in nature. I’d like to do that, but I haven’t. At least, not for a long time. And even then, you’ve at least got to be logical, even with unicorns. But as a rule, I write the truth.

Everything I write of a psychic and spiritual nature is the truth, at least as far as I can tell it is. My Spirit Guide told me that there is no Hell. Period. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. No Hell. However, he said there were hot spots in Heaven. Then, he told me not to worry about it anymore.

It made sense as far as I was concerned.

Then, as far as what happens when a person dies, he told me that they have a big party. Emmanuel once wrote that dying was like waking up from a nap or taking off a tight pair of shoes. Spirit has also told me that when a person dies, they are never overwhelmed with a huge greeting party. I get the feeling that you ease into Heaven with a lot less drama than when you were born. I won’t know for sure until it happens to me, and even then, I might not be inclined or interested enough to blab the news to those of you still on Earth. I’m telling you the truth. I have an idea, but I don’t know for sure.

Yes, I’ve talked to Jesus. He’s a fun guy. Sort of. You know how you can see off in your mind’s eye when you are writing? There is this guy wearing a long robe. He’s got his chin in his hand with his elbow bent. He’s looking at me. Right now. He’s sort of smiling. I don’t know who he is. I’ve got an idea, but I don’t know for sure. There. I told the truth.

My life isn’t any different from your own. I get hungry. I get sleepy. I really like to watch cop shows. I’m a writer. I like to write. I like to read. I love oatmeal cookies and finally found a recipe where the top side of the cookie is chewy and the bottom part is crispy. You could die for the cookies I make. I like to sew. I love to crochet. I like to make dolls and cat toys. I make great rectangles. You can use a rectangle for anything. I do regular stuff. I talk to dead guys.

But I won’t lie to you. I won’t tell you that you can make a lot of money by following five steps. I will tell you if you work hard, get to work on time, volunteer to help others, and take initiative, you’re likely to be a valuable member of the staff wherever you work, and if the creek does not rise, you’re likely to keep your job. That’s a promise. Remember that one thing, though: Get to work on Time. You’d be amazed by all the people who can’t seem to do that one little thing. And it’s never their fault. It’s gospel.

Oh, here’s another good bit of information. Learn to listen. Don’t show them you are not interested in what they are saying by thumbing away at your phone. That is disrespectful. I don’t care if you can walk and chew gum at the same time. It’s just not a polite thing to do. And, never, when you are working, should you be so disinterested in the job that you are constantly on the phone. Nope. Not a really brainy career move. Pay attention.

These are the things your parents tried to teach you. An employer can tell if you’re going to last more than six months. Oh, and don’t start calling in sick on Mondays. Believe me, people will start talking about you, and you do not want the head office to be talking about you. It might be good news, like you volunteering to help your manager when someone leaves without giving any notice. But if it is because you are slipshod or are constantly calling in on Mondays, saying you are too sick to come to work because you partied too much over the weekend and now you have a hangover, well, maybe you will learn.

And all of that is true. Before I retired, I saw these things many times.

Here’s something I’ve noticed about bad guys. They think they are entitled to whatever they gain. Now, you and I know that is bogus, but these bad guys really think that. First of all, there is a thing called Karma. It will assuredly bite them in the nether region sooner than later. This also includes the next 54 lifetimes. I know somebody like that. If you live in the United States, I’m sure you’ve heard of him, too.

On the other hand, bad guys are good at what they are doing. Many of the same principles they employ can be employed by good guys. Just saying. So, pay attention. Don’t overlook opportunities.

Remember people’s names. It’s the sweetest sound in the universe to a person. You use it, and you’ve got their attention. Dale Carnegie had something to say about it.

•         Develop good habits.
•         Write something every day.
•         Pray or send out good thoughts every day.
•         Eat an apple a day and keep the doctor away.
•         Walk 400 steps every day. That’s once around my block.

·    I’m sure you can think up your own good thing to do.

Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

Love, 
🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:

 Pauline Evanosky on Medium
 Talking To Spirit on Substack
 Talking To Spirit — my website
 Pauline Evanosky — my author’s website
 Facebook
 My Table of Contents for Medium — Updated Monthly
 My Table of Contents for Substack — Also Updated Monthly
 References I recommend on your path to more psychic awareness

Resolutions 2026

 

Created by Pauline in Canva

Sometimes it happens that you write something that is just not good. You figure it’s not worth saving. The only thing you can do is delete it and start over. That’s when you say to yourself, “Okay, so that happened. Begin again.” That’s where I am right now. I suppose I could consider that deleted page as practice.

I can remember years ago, when I was trying to prove to myself that I wasn’t attached to things as much as I had been. Things: furniture, clothes, whatever. The thing I was most proud of was my writing. I had set out to prove to myself I was a writer by doing something Ray Bradbury had suggested. He’d heard somewhere that an artist couldn’t really be called an artist until they’d painted 100 paintings. This sounded logical to me.

So, Ray Bradbury said to himself that he would consider himself a writer after he’d written a million words. That, too, sounded logical to me. I decided to follow suit. Now, when you go on the internet, they say Ray Bradbury never said such a thing, but he said things that were close, like a writer should write 1,000 words a day and at the end of a year’s time, they’d have slightly over a million words written. Actually, writing 1,000 words a day will get you 365,000 words written. You'd really need to write 3,000 words a day to get to 1,095,000 words written which more than satisfies the one million words mark. 

The idea of writing so much is that a lot of crap needs to go through the mill before you get a good product. It just takes a lot of writing before you get better. He also said he wrote millions of words before he sold his first story, so hey, a legendary quote is born.

Over one year of writing in my personal journal, I counted words. At the time, I eventually found it tiring to come up with a word count for every day I wrote. In those days asking for a word count on large documents took a long time. I moved to doing a rough count first and found I was getting about 600 words per page. I moved on from there and just counted pages. At the end of the year, I had written 1.25 million words. Give or take. 

What did I do with it? I deleted it. I wanted to see how I felt after I’d done it. I have to tell you it took a great deal of courage on my part to let that writing go. Most of it was me working through my personal stuff, which continues to this day. I was a grown-up still growing up. I’d thought by then I would have been finished doing that, but it turns out you never stop growing. Unless, of course, I was so backward and wrong that I’m the only one in the world who hadn’t been able to reach a maturity worthy of being called an adult.

Turns out a lot of people are like that. Except they also go around assuming they are mature enough to conduct their lives without hurting other people.

Years after that, I had to deal with a father who was bipolar and likely a flaming narcissist at the same time. Remember, though, God doesn’t give you more than you can handle, and I suppose I needed to go through that to learn how to forgive and love myself.

So, here I am at the age of 70. The new year is upon us, and it’s around this time that I always think of resolutions for the coming year. What I have done for so many years is come up with a huge list of stuff I want to accomplish. I never get it done. Never.

So, this year I figured I’d do something different. I would choose three things to do. The ‘rule’ would be that it was either something new or a continuation of something else I’d been doing. Many times, one year just isn’t long enough to completely do something.

Here are my three:

•Write every day, no matter what.
• Channel every day on paper, no matter what.
• Once a month, devote 4 hours to bookkeeping.

 Hey, thanks for reading. For your convenience or curiosity, I’ve listed some other places where I’m active on the internet.

       Love, 
🌺 Pauline Evanosky

🌺My Links:
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