My Hope & Prayer for a Home Continues
I was over qualified for both apartments at The Gray and under-qualified for the Lanesborough Apartments. I applied for the original apartments I really wanted when I thought $125.00 was too high for application fee. I learned it is less than usual and am waiting on approval. Now days, you give access to your actual bank account and paycheck account for approval process. Yep, that’s the truth of it all now. Sorry I am not present here right now. Things are just a lot for me currently. Apparently, Mazlow’s Hierarchy of needs is alive and well in my experiences at the moment. Finding and getting home security will free up my life to create. That is my hope. I apologize again for the significant delay. I feel living by Herman Park will help inspire my art and creativity. My apartment, praying, is on the second floor facing a beautiful pool. In the Inner City of Houston Texas. Moving to the big city is a miracle that I am excited about it. I am just keeping you all informed. I can only apologize for going through some grief facing homelessness since September 2025. I am simply being priced out of a home with my new job. And this job is My God’s provision for me in so many ways to grow as a person. I am learning more and more about criminal manipulation at my job. So, this means that I am failing forward much of the time. This is a rough but necessary growing experience. These things along with 2 hours of driving each day is all that I have right now. I thought of canceling the community until I can really be here for it but decided to keep you informed and if you want to contribute to the slow and steady simpleness, please stay and communicate what is going on in your life and maybe the grief that you find in it. My grief, showing up, is the unpredictability of life and the fact that it is harder than expected. The reminders of these feelings are deep within like a continual back story that lives in the present. I discharged 6 residential clients, intensive paperwork, and taught three groups on Thursday. I worked from 7:30am to 10:00pm since II am off today and had to get the paperwork done in 72 hours. The pressure, manipulation of clients and making mistakes making my boss and my client’s Parole officer very upset with me. I felt real attack from the enemy of my soul as testing me along with the traffic and fighting to stay awake while driving in heavy traffic.