This morning...
A crow met me at Dunkin Donuts. Maybe it was a raven, but it was hanging out on the roof of, I guess, the fridge just behind the drive thru menu. We didn't have time to chat, since I thought I was running behind (but who knew I was running an hour ahead!). Today has involved much contemplation, particularly the need to socialize. It's the one thing I love about teaching, not just other adults, but the interaction with the kids - even when they make my head hurt (seriously, they derp quite often). I got my revenge though, trying to teach them how to walk in line for walk-in and event rotation. One of them thought I should have tied their feet together, but I fear they would have tripped more than not since it was too difficult with holding a jump rope on each side. We'll see how next weekend goes (first competition).
But going back to that social thing...My brain is in need of serious stimulation, and not the kind that I can get on Facebook. Nor the kind that I want to have on Facebook, the stupidity is rampant. I want to meet new people, reconnect with some of my old friends, try and get some kind of connection within the smaller pagan community again. The thoughts running through my head need expression beyond this place. I've contemplated going to gatherings like the Shaman gathering, or looking up meet-ups for the Grandmothers, as much as Wanderlust inspires me I'm not sure I can handle some of the underlying corporatism within it. The Shaman gathering seems a bit more like the self-described ones looking for a venue (even though I like a few of them). That grasp for something small and authentic, and not pretentious. I think that's one thing that drew me to Perkins and Earth Changers. It's smaller, much much smaller. And very specific, and involves actual teaching and learning. I'm doing what I can, with my meditations and my conversations with the sunrises. Pastry and I have talked about driving out to the desert to hang out for a few days or a week and pretend we're the Doors. That would be nice, but I think we'll settle for the beach or the mountains (both have their own conversations).
I just need to make a list of places I want to sequester and listen. I really wish it was easier to be a mendicant these days. As much as I want the social aspect of life, I love the idea of seclusion.
But going back to that social thing...My brain is in need of serious stimulation, and not the kind that I can get on Facebook. Nor the kind that I want to have on Facebook, the stupidity is rampant. I want to meet new people, reconnect with some of my old friends, try and get some kind of connection within the smaller pagan community again. The thoughts running through my head need expression beyond this place. I've contemplated going to gatherings like the Shaman gathering, or looking up meet-ups for the Grandmothers, as much as Wanderlust inspires me I'm not sure I can handle some of the underlying corporatism within it. The Shaman gathering seems a bit more like the self-described ones looking for a venue (even though I like a few of them). That grasp for something small and authentic, and not pretentious. I think that's one thing that drew me to Perkins and Earth Changers. It's smaller, much much smaller. And very specific, and involves actual teaching and learning. I'm doing what I can, with my meditations and my conversations with the sunrises. Pastry and I have talked about driving out to the desert to hang out for a few days or a week and pretend we're the Doors. That would be nice, but I think we'll settle for the beach or the mountains (both have their own conversations).
I just need to make a list of places I want to sequester and listen. I really wish it was easier to be a mendicant these days. As much as I want the social aspect of life, I love the idea of seclusion.