This is a good thread to stop in and say "Hi."
A year ago I was at the end of my rope, and I wonder if that's why I've been having mild panic attacks and taking downturns so hard.
"True North" is wherever I face when I face forward. My avatar image is that of Set, who in later Egyptian dynasties and the Egypto-Grecian dynasties was seen as the dark face of the binary good/evil split that inspired, or was inspired by, the later era Messianic cults of Judaism, or the early Christians. Back to his origins, Set is the one who defeats stasis, expands boundaries, is the Neter of the oasis, taught archery to the early human tribes, invented beer, and nightly slays Apep (also called Apophis) that would devour the bark of Re and bring chaos.
Facing forward means never accepting that I am as good as I'm going to be, that somehow I'll always make it one more step forward. It means that I may be having an incredible downer of a week, my stress level triggers me to twitch everytime I open my door - did I forget to set Kiddo's door alarm? Oh right, she moved out back in November. I don't twitch when the school busses go by anymore.
She's doing really well, by the way - we mostly stay in touch via Nabi's slightly buggy but otherwise awesome sheltered chat function (DammitJanet - if you still use a Nabi with your granddaughter and you have an Android phone or iPhone, and you want to be able to use the same function, look for "Nabigator" on your Apple or Google Play Store and download it - it's free.)
Still bad emotional habits; I'm working on those with, of all things, nicotine patches. I've never used tobacco in any form in my life, but had to try something because none of the useful Jedi Mind Tricks were helping me reprogram out the voice that tells me I'm a failure. And, curiously, it works. It smooths out my mood, improves focus, and makes me really intolerant to high levels of sweets so I'm less likely to use that kind of bingeing to self-sooth.
This week's been rough. This whole MONTH's been rough. We lost a bunch of assorted poultry in the worst of the heat wave, then a week after that I started losing more chickens to one or two stray cats who, probably because of the long-term drought, plus the after effects of the heat wave, couldn't find their usual diet of small rodents and such. I'm dealing with that now, plus I sold two of our piglets today - and made new friends who are just starting out raising pigs for food. It sounds silly, but that bumped my mood up pretty well. Not just the money, but helping someone else get started.
There's another way to test your (well, my) True North - can it help us help others without being proselytes for one system or another? One of my teachers in my religious work states (I am paraphrasing) "Use what you learn here, but make it so that this affiliation is the least interesting thing about you."
I may be rambling a bit, but the idea of one's "True North" is fascinating. It's possible to get so scattered by so many of the different voices out there saying "I have an answer for you!" "No, I do!" "No, look at me! I know how you can fix yourself in 30 days!" it's like you're lost in the Bermuda Triangle, right?
If True North is your path, and you feel you're as far away from it as you can possibly get, remember: At the South Pole, all directions point North.