Trick or Treat?

That's not my Halloween catchcry. It's my shoutout to the universe.

TRICK OR TREAT?

It seems that things are very slowly turning around. There is finally a flicker at the end of the tunnel. An offer to head a portion of a lifestyle magazine, two unexpected writing assignments, a vacancy at the radio station that I've been eyeing and today, a possible opportunity to write for an online news magazine. These are bits and pieces of the half-formed dreams that I have been playing with in my mind. And I don't know what to make of them now that they are taking shape in reality.

The Thinker says my guardian angel is taking very good care of my career department. I like the sound of that and deep down I believe it, but yet I'm cautious. Are these the signs I have been asking for? Or will the carpet be pulled from under my feet again?

Forgive me if I sound cynical. I have my reasons. But if these signs are to be believed, then very exciting times are unfolding ahead.

Tonight ghosts and ghouls roam the city. In just a few hours, November will be munching toast at the breakfast table. Blink a little and the malls will be overflowing with breathtakingly decorated trees, life-sized reindeers and overpriced baubles. Another step closer to the year's grand finale. Another step closer to wiping the slate clean and starting all over again, or continuing to walk on the same path but perhaps with a different rhythm.

At the end of August, Editrixed sent me a link to a post by Cary Tennis, who writes an advice column on Salon.com That particular post was on the subject of embracing change. The last paragraph burrowed itself into my memory.

"It's September. The leaves are turning. The days are shortening. Summer is coming to an end. Let it come to an end. Let the leaves fall.

Answer the door."