School 4, Saturday March 28 and a tiny bit of Sunday.
Louise Hay Wisdom cards -- I dwell on positive thoughts.
I'm working on it!
Doreen Virtue Goddess cards -- Sulis
The take-away is that I'm not drinking enough water. This is true. I'll get right on that!
Saturday was mostly great. It was a good peer bonding day, plus I got a lot of organizing and thinking done. We are forming our relationships, sharing our stories, and relaxing into the realization that we've each and all found a place where we don't stand out for our "intensity". Maybe it's a bit like a piece I saw on CBS Sunday Morning about people who go to Mensa conventions. Here, we who struggle with social chatting, preferring to go deep no matter what the topic, are in fine company. Depth is welcomed, as is laughter. I have yet to have to explain something a second time. I can't recall a time ever when this has been true. Each person is a fascinating and focused combination of energy and focus. It is so inspiring!
Here is a secret: I believe nearly anyone could be in this state. Maybe it's luck of the draw, maybe it's the amount of numbing poison we gulp down, maybe it's a soul thing--I can't say. What I know is that I'm immeasurably blessed to have found my way here. Happy of high order is here.
Last night, five of us went to Montpelier to Positive II (read: positive pie). Nice! We shared stories and laughed. Love. Even the tweakers--shaking and twitching, playing crazed music, and sketching on top of other pictures--across the street couldn't diminish the gorgeousity of the bonding in progress. It's important! We're going to need to depend upon one another to review work, offer feedback, provide support when the mountain of competing urgencies threatens to defeat our dearest desires.
Came back to campus and skipped the bonfire--I didn't want to lose the glow I had going already. Settled in to quiet space in my room, preparing to sleep. Sadly this was not to be. Other students decided it was the perfect time to stay up until after two, drinking, laughing, and talking. Around 11 I asked them to be mindful of their sleeping fellow students--to no avail. Not being used to living on a campus, it didn't occur to me to call anyone. I fell asleep as soon as they departed, only to wake to the sound of a baby crying at 4:30 (a nursing mom has her baby with her--as well she ought!). Back asleep at five so that I could wake up at six. I felt shakey and nauseated and teary from the lack of sleep and my concern about the intensity of today's schedule and those of the rest of the week. The unstructured time of Saturday is no more.
I phoned the campus living folks to find out what a good approach would be to dealing with the circumstance (the 'festivities' have extended further into each night). More on that with tomorrow's update!
Cheers,
-Dot
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