day #1 only 364 to go

sunset the other night

This blog is my diary as I attempt to be prediction free for a year. My life has led me to this moment where I've decided it's time to free myself of my addiction to predictions. there, I said it! Is there a 12 step program to follow? A support group to join that will offer calming teas, vegan cookies?

Today is day #1 and I'm fighting the urge to throw the coins to see if I am on the right path (or if he'll come back). It's like knowing there's a pint of haagen dazs in the freezer but my jeans are too tight to button but what's one more bite?

Why confess my addiction publicly? I'm told that admitting an addiction is the first step, right?

How did I get to this point? It's been a long road. I'm not sure where to start or if it even matters. If the present moment is all that exists why does the voice in my head tell me how beautiful the future looks. Truth is, I don't believe that voice so I seek answers via iching, tarot, psychics, dna repair, past life healing, regressions, channelings, angel/saints cards, fairy cards, runes and the list goes on and on.

Can I do it? I sure hope so. 

Most of my friends refer to me as "the weirdest thing happened the other day and I thought of you". I'm the one people come to for explanation of the unexplainable. I have so many stories to tell, so many readings to share for example the palm reader who refused to read my palm when I was a teenager. Maybe none of that matters because today is today though I must confess that I've already looked at the angel cards that live next to my bed.

It's time for me to go outside to enjoy the sunshine and the ocean. I sure hope I don't see that psychic at the coffee shop...