*sitting on the porch and watching the cardinals and blue indigos in the trees

I think it would be so cool to have a vocation. A *calling* to do something that would make a positive difference in the world. I'm reading a book about someone who found her calling in a place she didn't expect. So it has me thinking.

So what has this to do with Radiant Recovery? Doing the food has given me a baseline of stability where I can even think about such things. Before, I didn't I deserved to have any desires or ambitions. Everything had been pretty much sugar numbed right out of me. No desires, no passions, no ambition other than survival.

So I'm hopeful. Perhaps it's not too late yet to find my vocation.

janice