NYNY Wrap Up

I didn't have enough spoons to wrap up this project the way I wanted to. Other people's schedules really hampered any kind of completion moment for me, and I'm still trudging along waiting for it all to gel. But I'm still working, and still grateful, and still moving. So, that's what I've got right now.

NYNY Week 9

Sorry, Deb. I just can't really ask for help this week. Nothing's in any shape to involve anyone else.

NYNY Week 8

This has been a rough week. Good, in a lot of ways--I've talked to my bosses, and had a really good interview, and my housemate finished doing my paperwork and did a beautiful job--but I'm exhausted.

Last night my coven did a beautiful ritual (which was hard, because I realized on a new level how much I'll miss these people that have so rapidly become family), for which one of my covenmates and I made the best jam cookies. (Our coven believes in food.) After the cookiemaking we did some divination that says that the path I thought I was on may be shifting direction. I'm not sure how to take that or ride with it, but I'm just supposed to keep moving, according to Deb, so I'm just going to reopen to possibilities and keep my chin up, my eyes open, and my feet moving.

I will be continuing my rock work, my divination, my meditations, and my moving prep. I'm stating for the record, though, that if the direction needs to be different than I originally planned, I'd rather be somewhere awesome and perfect for me than someplace I thought was right but will be disappointed by.
In that spirit, I offer an uplifting piece of my childhood: