I didn't expect her to be there. My lovely midwife of life and death, the woman who touched my heart deeply tonight when she wrapped an arm around me and introduced me to someone as her soul sister. Who, for the first time, since returning from Korea, I won't be there to camp with at Festival of the Goddess ( Read more... )

I've been planning to try and pack in my carry on. Seriously. Seventeen days. In my carry on suitcase. Which is not impossible. The piles were actually manageable until I was in the middle of packing and had this moment where I went, Self, why are we packing the least possible to go to the potentially best two and half weeks of your year? You pack ( Read more... )

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( Just some rambling and remembering )

I leave for Festival of the Goddess in eight hours. I'll be awake in nine to make the last minute errands. I'm ready for it to be now honestly. Well, except for wanting to stop by the fruit market before I go. The new specials of the week popped up on my speed dial and Large pomegranates are now two for a dollar. Which means I'll be taking a bag ( Read more... )

Apparently me.

I just finished the first of the three volumes in Emily Bronte's Tenant of Wildfell Hall. This had led to the fact I want to read the rest of the story just as badly as I was annoyed at having to stop reading The Birth of Venus right at the center to do this British Life and Literature assignment. Only part one for next week. Which ( Read more... )

Returned from Festival of the Goddess and I've finished the next big capstone paper, Percy Bysshe Shelley's "Ozymandias". It was a lot more and a lot less than what I expected. I will try to be more focused, upload pictures and do a write-up tomorrow, since tonight was homework. Highs -- art day, temple muses, the meals, the talent show, frolicking ( Read more... )