As the stars twinkle overhead, each day delivers a fresh blend of cosmic energy, prompting us to reflect on the quirky twists and turns of our lives. Just like navigating through a celestial maze, we sometimes find ourselves in ridiculous situations that seem preordained by the universe itself. Ever had that feeling when everything just falls into place—like stars aligning just for you? In this heartfelt exploration, the writer delves into the recurring patterns that weave through their life stories, drawing parallels between personal experiences and the enigmatic forces of fate. With a backdrop of childhood memories, poker games, and unexpected heroes, prepare to uncover the delightful ebbs and flows that shape our journeys. So, do the celestial bodies guide you toward self-awareness, or is it simply serendipity playing its hand? LEARN MORE

It was the editor of my book, Heaven, I Mean Circle K, who first told me of the themes in my life. I was so oblivious at the time, I argued with him. I thought he was accusing me of inserting these themes, because he mentioned that aspiring writers took classes to learn how to weave “themes” into their stories. I my case the stories are true, the people are real and the dialogue is exact.  As a result the stories are coherent.

Today, I would see “themes” as “patterns”.  One of the things he called out, was how I would get myself into ridiculously bad and stupid circumstances. Someone appears to help me and it’s fast, like immediate.  Knowing this is a strong pattern in my life, helps keep me afloat.  If I turn up on two wheels it’ll be okay!

The stories in that book, repeat over and over. I’m living, Beating W, at this time, which is a very good thing. It’s one of the most important stories I included in the book, because it shows how I got free my father, when I was ten years old. I’m not I am reliving the whole story; I’m at the part when I go to “away” games with my father, to play poker and my favorite game, Pinochle, with adult men.

I lived in the desert then, with no phone or TV. We were very poor, going hungry as a matter of routine, so I just this skinny girl in a homemade dress, with a pair of rubber sandals; the kind that were three pairs for a dollar.

I’d walk into those games with my father, the men would stare. My father was an Aquarian with Venus, Mars and Saturn in the sign. He never told anyone he was bringing his ten year old daughter, because he liked to shock people. I remember this vividly, walking around the table to find my chair, all eyes on me.
It was unnerving at first. I cut my teeth at home games where most of the players were familiar. But when I realized, I almost always left the game, with my pockets stuffed, I settled down and began to enjoy the ritual. I played my part.  Downtrodden girl, who sweeps the same with a small smile and the corner of her lip.

This is what it’s like with this case.  The people I am encountering cannot, in their wildest dreams, see a me as a threat. If I stated, “I AM A THREAT!” they would laugh, heartily.

People keep asking me things, like they’re worried about me. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m on my game, in this game and I’m not the one who will be surprised.

Do you notice patterns in your life?