A muddle of last minute thoughts
Long crazy day. The eleven hours at work wasn't all that troubling, even though it'll be better starting tomorrow when the two hours stop being both at the end of my day and one is added in the morning and one in the night. Home is better now than when I got home.
My heart is relaxing and unwinding from some caretaking awesome. And both related and unrelated, sometimes I do need to be struck upside the head with a frying pan to understand how much of the world I would give up on a seconds notice, that is allowed to be done for me at other times. I'll still be even more grateful to the world when Pay Day arrives. But I get it today.
How to shut up, and be grateful, and gracefully humble.
Without it meaning, or me feeling that, I'm worthless.
I get it today.
I started my Elements class run by dakotawitch today and I'm already plotting my first two Sense Exercises. One of them even involves being at work, because there is this huge downstairs arboretum perfect from one of my setups.
Which speaking of work. I need to sleep soon so I can wake up in seven hours. Just a few more days and then I'll be in Dragon*Con surrounded by geeks who own my heart.
And my heart is somewhere else, sleeping already.
I turn to that land of slumber where all space and time melts.
Where dreams and wishes and love are all one needs to touch.
My heart is relaxing and unwinding from some caretaking awesome. And both related and unrelated, sometimes I do need to be struck upside the head with a frying pan to understand how much of the world I would give up on a seconds notice, that is allowed to be done for me at other times. I'll still be even more grateful to the world when Pay Day arrives. But I get it today.
How to shut up, and be grateful, and gracefully humble.
Without it meaning, or me feeling that, I'm worthless.
I get it today.
I started my Elements class run by dakotawitch today and I'm already plotting my first two Sense Exercises. One of them even involves being at work, because there is this huge downstairs arboretum perfect from one of my setups.
Which speaking of work. I need to sleep soon so I can wake up in seven hours. Just a few more days and then I'll be in Dragon*Con surrounded by geeks who own my heart.
And my heart is somewhere else, sleeping already.
I turn to that land of slumber where all space and time melts.
Where dreams and wishes and love are all one needs to touch.