And the home stretch. I'm staying up to finish this, even if it means I'll likely be asleep in baffling hours today before ending up at My Girl's today. It isn't as though she isn't awake over there as well. (*waves*)

( Saturday )

This one has been so long in coming, both the writing and the happening itself. Spring Goddessfest and Festival of Goddess are two events which bookmark and cycle my year. The first in the spring and the second in the fall, run by the same women, but just slightly different for which event. In the fall of 2008, three months before I left for Korea ( Read more... )

I. I was giddy with the presence of family missed, new and old members. And having dinner at Candlelight, where the old Pagan's Night Out took place for so much of my early twenties was such a blast from the past. I ordered my old dish, and there were endless discussions of million topics. Gas and oil. Families. Histories. Travel ( Read more... )

I am safe and soundly returned, well and happy and feeling more in my skin than the last year, if still dealing with a little city!shock. Hello, pavement and tall buildings and neon signs, I see we meet again ( Read more... )

Even if it's two hours after I slept last night. Tonight has been a riot of crazy little uncertainties, getting to the wrong places or arriving late of gathering extra people or getting somewhere far after I had promised I would never miss it months and months ago. And yet, everything has worked out amazingly well. The evening in bullet points.

I ( Read more... )