Gillian MacBeth-Louthan – I had not really planned on taking a trip this time of year, and yet I found myself packing rather hurriedly. This was going to be unpleasant, and I knew in advance that no real good would come of it. I’m talking about my annual “Guilt Trip.”

I got tickets to fly there on Wish I Had airlines. It was an extremely short flight. I got my baggage, which I did not check. I chose to carry it myself all the way. It was weighted down with a thousand memories of what could have been or might have been.

No one greeted me as I entered the terminal to the City of Regret International Airport. I say international because people from all over the world come to this dismal town. As I checked into the Last Resort Hotel, I noticed that they would be hosting the year’s most important event, the Annual Pity Party.

I wasn’t going to miss that great social occasion. Many of the town’s leading citizens would be there. First, there would be the Done family, you know, Should Have, Would Have and Could Have Done. Then came the if I Had of family.

Of course, the Opportunities would be at this event, the Missed and the Lost opportunism. The biggest family would be the Yesterday’s. There are far too many of them to count, but each one would have a very sad story to share.

Shattered Dreams always shows up making a late appearance. And It’s Their Fault would amuse us with excuse stories about how things have failed. Each story would be loudly applauded by Don’t Blame Me and I Couldn’t Help It.

Well, to make a long story short, I went to this annual pity party Gala knowing that there would be no real benefit in doing so. And, as usual, I was right, I became very depressed, seeing my every excuse, lost dreams and fear play out in front of me in juicy living color.

Just as I was about to throw in the crying towel and join the 3 ring circus, I looked up and saw a flying banner in the sky that flapped in the hot air and said, ‘Forgiveness of self is yours for the reaching’. I reached out with all of my heart and soul and said OK, I’ll take that.

At that moment in time all of the missed opportunities, all the excuses, all the human failures, and all the shattered dreams thru time, dissolved instantly, gifting me Rebirth and Renewal. I have since moved out and on to bigger and better futures and have left no forwarding address for any future Pity Party invites.

©2022 Gillian MacBeth-Louthan – PO box 217 – Dandridge, TN 37725-0217 – thequantumawakening.com

SF Source Spirit Library Oct 2022