Friday, August 30, 2013
Feeling kind of disconnected from the world right now. I'm missing friends I haven't seen in a long time and I know it is because things happen, and life gets busy and we grow and move on but I miss them. I realize I can't really talk, I pretty much holed up in my little academic world while I worked on my thesis and didn't really take the time to connect to these people and was basically a pretty crappy friend. And I'm generally just shocking at keeping in touch with people, if it wasn't for FB I wouldn't have any contact with some of my friends around the world, I'm just not an emailer or someone who likes to talk on the phone. I rejoined a group recently too for my spiritual nourishment and the place is pretty dead compared to what it used to be like. Maybe I'm just feeling it more because I'm going a little stir crazy having no more school, work is pretty slow and my spiritual studies aren't overly challenging just yet (I'm hoping it gets better). Maybe the universe is telling me it is time to move on - but realistically and financially I'm stuck here for another year. Wishing I had another weekend coming up where I could immerse myself in my spiritual connection like Pantheacon, but there is nothing. And I realize I could take myself away for a weekend, I just like having an excuse to do it, it is after all hard to justify just running away for the weekend somewhere pretty (not to mention expensive).
Thursday, August 29, 2013
This week I am thankful for...
- Reestablishing spiritual connections
- lazy evenings lying on the grass
- Sitting on the balcony in the evening reading
- Hubby offering to do the grocery shop
- Having actual work to do at work this week.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Walk in shadows
Dappled in light
Turn to the moon
Shining so bright
Bathe in her glory
All is right
Dance with the moon
Dance through the night
Above is the start of a poem I'm working on that came to me this morning - I think it will eventually turn into a poem about the cycles of the moon.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Oh how I miss walking on the beach, the one activity guaranteed to make everything better. When I was at my worst in my depression my husband would drag me out of the house and down to the beach despite my protests and I would always feel better afterwards. I don’t live as close to a beach as I would like anymore (I used to live a 10 minute walk – now it requires a day trip) and I miss it with every fiber of my being. Some of the most magical moments I've experienced have come from being at a beach, with the earth and the sun and the wind and the water all meeting in perfection. Whenever we go on vacation I always make sure that we get somewhere near a beach, and thankfully hubby is amazing enough to understand that when we do visit I need 5-10 mins just reconnecting and communing with the ocean again before we do anything so he will hang back and let me walk to the waters edge in silence and leave me undisturbed until he senses I'm ready for his company again. I am very excited that we have a vacation coming up and I will get to go to the beach in Florida - not only a beach, but I've never seen the Atlantic ocean so I'm looking forward to that too.