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I put together the new chest of drawers and made yet another contribution to my IKEA Allen-wrench collection. If'n I were more artsy/craftsy, I'd create something...um, artistic. Adjectives 'n' other descriptive terms've apparently fled my brain for greener pastures elsewhere. Or they've taken wing in Vs across the skies as they migrate South for the Season.
One of the best parts of hiking lots lo these past 7 months has been tracing the seasons, watching 'em unfold and drift and merge together. 'Twas really cool on the final few hikes to hear the honking of the geese as they headed South and look up and see the Vs spreading across the sky.
Spring shifted into Summer and Summer into Fall more gradually then I thought they would. Right now I'm relishing the sunny cool days, as Fall happens w/its changing and falling leaves, w/more wetness and grey, yet still lots of brightness in the sky. It's not a dismal grey, at least now now. (We'll see how I feel in another few months ;-)
It's quite odd feeling as anti-social as I have been lots these days. Mebbe it's the weather/season. Not sure if'n this is usually when I find myself heading inward more and less available to/for the outside world. Could be. Helping it along though is definitely some of my current state of...fragility. Sometimes it ain't easy Looking Forward and Stepping Forward. Then I must remind myself that Baby Steps count as progress, even if'n it looks like I'm falling further and further behind. But behind what?
Figuring out What's Next. Choosing paths...yet this metaphor's not quite right, as I may end up blazing my own trail rather than following along a well-defined groove. Okay. Here's whassup. It's freakin' hard doing this on my own, w/out a partner whose hand I can reach out and hold and whose back I have (and vice versa). Yet I'm not alone. I've got good friends - GREAT friends - who reach out, who help out, who're there to help pick me up if'n I fall down rabbit holes 'n' need a hand getting back out again.
Ah, there 'tis. I've been sorta waiting for another rush of sorrow. 'Twas feeling odd not...well, I was gonna say sinking, but it's not like that...it's drifting for a time in nostalgia, returning to the past and that/those other future(s)/dream(s). But I don't want to wallow, or get mired down in the muck. Grieving and mourning and saying G'bye to Past Futures so I'm better able to set forth w/New Possibilities is fine. Getting stuck in What If's or Why or focusing on or in terms of blame/resentment (toward myself or others or the Universe) ain't wise or healthy, so I'm choosing to give this a miss.
Healthier 'n' wiser to try for patience & compassion, directed both toward myself and others. Now to transition from theory to regular practice. (Generally easier to practice what one preaches ;-) May I have success w/this as well as the physical stuff!
One of the best parts of hiking lots lo these past 7 months has been tracing the seasons, watching 'em unfold and drift and merge together. 'Twas really cool on the final few hikes to hear the honking of the geese as they headed South and look up and see the Vs spreading across the sky.
Spring shifted into Summer and Summer into Fall more gradually then I thought they would. Right now I'm relishing the sunny cool days, as Fall happens w/its changing and falling leaves, w/more wetness and grey, yet still lots of brightness in the sky. It's not a dismal grey, at least now now. (We'll see how I feel in another few months ;-)
It's quite odd feeling as anti-social as I have been lots these days. Mebbe it's the weather/season. Not sure if'n this is usually when I find myself heading inward more and less available to/for the outside world. Could be. Helping it along though is definitely some of my current state of...fragility. Sometimes it ain't easy Looking Forward and Stepping Forward. Then I must remind myself that Baby Steps count as progress, even if'n it looks like I'm falling further and further behind. But behind what?
Figuring out What's Next. Choosing paths...yet this metaphor's not quite right, as I may end up blazing my own trail rather than following along a well-defined groove. Okay. Here's whassup. It's freakin' hard doing this on my own, w/out a partner whose hand I can reach out and hold and whose back I have (and vice versa). Yet I'm not alone. I've got good friends - GREAT friends - who reach out, who help out, who're there to help pick me up if'n I fall down rabbit holes 'n' need a hand getting back out again.
Ah, there 'tis. I've been sorta waiting for another rush of sorrow. 'Twas feeling odd not...well, I was gonna say sinking, but it's not like that...it's drifting for a time in nostalgia, returning to the past and that/those other future(s)/dream(s). But I don't want to wallow, or get mired down in the muck. Grieving and mourning and saying G'bye to Past Futures so I'm better able to set forth w/New Possibilities is fine. Getting stuck in What If's or Why or focusing on or in terms of blame/resentment (toward myself or others or the Universe) ain't wise or healthy, so I'm choosing to give this a miss.
Healthier 'n' wiser to try for patience & compassion, directed both toward myself and others. Now to transition from theory to regular practice. (Generally easier to practice what one preaches ;-) May I have success w/this as well as the physical stuff!
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Date: 2011-10-14 10:57 pm (UTC)Remember, not all is movement.
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Date: 2011-10-15 12:44 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-10-15 12:10 am (UTC)Yes indeed, may you (with both)!
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Date: 2011-10-15 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-15 02:24 am (UTC)Lots of love.
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Date: 2011-10-15 03:13 am (UTC)hh
Date: 2011-10-15 04:56 am (UTC)While I'm at it...
Date: 2011-10-15 05:04 am (UTC)Re: While I'm at it...
Date: 2011-10-15 07:09 pm (UTC)Re: hh
Date: 2011-10-15 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-18 02:49 pm (UTC)*poke* You want the sheepie bowls, right? You need sheepie bowls! I can't mail them, because they're fragile- but I could mail you back the painting/meixed media work!
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Date: 2011-10-18 02:54 pm (UTC)I would really be honoured if you would just consider it. Registration is low this year, and Jim and I are both Clergy- everyone's clans will be small and intimate, allowing for a LOT of personal attention- that can sometimes make it REALLY special, as experiences go.
*hugs*
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Date: 2011-10-20 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-20 06:44 am (UTC)It might help, let you release some of that GRIEF, you know? Life is really fucked up for a lot of people right now, and the release will be carrying a LOT of that away.
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Date: 2011-10-20 03:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-20 06:45 am (UTC)http://www.aquariantabernaclechurch.org/hekates-sickle-festival