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Louiseville is a smallish town on Lake St-Pierre, about half an hour west of Trois-Rivières, along highway 40. I was there today, installing software at the SADC de la MRC de Maskinongé. Today was a good day! Things went smoothly, I met work colleagues again for the first time in a month — even met someone who was working on a project at the SADC Nicolet-Bécancour and who had since moved on, and was now working at the SADC in Louiseville. Before the day was out, I went back to the SADC Nicolet-Bécancour and got the chance to talk to another work colleague there who’s a regional e-business consultant… she gave me some job leads and seemed real excited to know that I was planning on going into business for myself, doing consulting on dynamic web sites, software interfaces, programming, multimedia and the lot. She has dibs on business cards (once I get them made).

I talked with a good friend last night about emotions and dealing with them in sane and non-dysfunctional ways, and had some homework to do today. Be aware of and welcome a positive emotion, and explore it. So I started the day and wondered what the emotion would be. It ended up being pride. No, not Deadly Sin #1 — more like the honest, simple pride in being who you are, knowing and acknowledging your strengths, qualities and capacities. The kind of pride that one could have and still be humble. It’s the “good” pride that people keep talking about. Sometimes it takes someone outside yourself to give you an honest appraisal of just what you’re worth and it opens up doors inside your spirit. or maybe it flings open doors that were already open just a crack. the usual cryptic language… lol. I feel like I’m more certain now about what I’m good for (and good at) in this world. I may not be the best disco dancer, but hey, at least I’m good at what I do and people see it.

I processed a couple of other emotions today too, just to try it out. It was an interesting experience and helped keep me feeling honest and in touch with myself. I can’t thank God enough for the gift of being suddenly so free from doubt and worry, at least just for this one day.

By the way, this is not an April fool’s joke. April fish.

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