At Long Last, an Update

I feel like I have been remiss in not posting about this sooner. But I want to thank everyone who kept me in their prayers as I delved deeply into some of my most painful memories. I am feeling so much better, stronger even, and I know it was in no small part, due to the love that buoyed, lifted and held me as I slowly healed and grew. Thank you.

I am also marveling at how my life has so much less drama. I am not a drama queen by any stretch of the imagination, but the complexity of my life has gone down appreciably. I mean I still have way too many irons in the fire, and my to do list would choke most over achievers, but I feel so much lighter and less encumbered, that it doesn’t fill me with dread. Even when my mail piled up for two weeks, the pile itself did not develop a persona. I noticed that it didn’t make a sound, no screaming accusations, no withering retorts – it was just a pile of mail. So when I finally sifted through the pile, it was just a boring chore, not a litany of abuse and condemnation. Wow.

I also recently realized that the reason my epic to do list bothers me so much was because I feared that I would never be done with it all. Because I had some how convinced myself that I could not possibly relax till I was done. I realized that it was a message left over from my childhood – “You cannot play till your chores are done” – that was messing with my ability to relax and enjoy life. So I needed to exorcise that fundamental belief.

I may never be done with my list, but as some point I will be done with my life. So I asked myself, “What on that list did I not want to leave undone when I crossed beyond the veil?” And the answer came back crystal clear -- my books and my writings. And it hit me, that is the one area that gets short shrift because of all I felt I needed to do. That was an instructive exercise for me.

And surprisingly, guess what I discovered when I looked carefully at my book … it is practically done. What is left is writing up intros and summaries for some of the chapters plus the book as a whole. Additionally I need to rewrite one small section where I wrote up a summary of morphic resonance based on my faulty memory. Wow, again.

In the mean time, I have achieved several goals from my annual list. I have two new pairs of prescription glasses – regular and sunglasses. My web design business is booming. Focusing on the "web guy" was the solution. Which means setting my marketing goals was the key to my success. And even more ... Wow.

I am saving some money, but aside from Amber Eyes, my income is kind of flat this year as rising energy costs are affecting attendance at my local classes and all my out town gigs.

I have had enough openness in my schedule to spend time with both new acquaintances and old friends. I even got to see Ironman at the theater! Tonight, I have organized a group of budding film snobs to go with me to the AFI to see an acclaimed Korean film, The King and the Clown. I hoping to see both the new Indiana Jones and The Fall in a theater. And my Hard K club is busy trying to book a night out for all of us at Dave & Busters.

My hair is super short again, which makes it easier to keep up with my schedule. And before the heat wave I was walking a mile twice a week. My lights went out for just under 24 hours last week, but I did not lose any of my recently purchased frozen food.

I had an unexpected Vet expense at the end of last week, when Lil’ Devi fractured several bones in his left paw falling from the top of the fridge. But he seems none the worse for it. Hell, he can still out run me, leap into trouble and piss off the calico while holding said paw delicately in the air. Go Devi!

All in all, I am doing okay. And my life has a rhythm and rhyme that fits me just right at the moment. So although Mercury has not been kind, so far it has mostly been gentle learning opportunities. And for that, I am eternally grateful.

May your burdens lighten, may your heart be filled. May the blossoms you love turn toward the spaces where you dwell.

Blessings,
Katrina

Posted in

Submitted by katrina on Wed, 06/11/2008 - 10:40am.

Deborah Bella (not verified) | Wed, 06/11/2008 - 11:36am

I'm so happy to hear of the ease you've created for yourself. May peace and healing continue, strength increase, and wisdom & clarity guide you. Much, much love.

»

Support your local crazed Mystic!

Subscribe to Katrina's Joy

Add my feed on Live Journal

Purchase
DescentDescent Dark BeautyDark Beauty
Or Leave a Tip ...


Recent comments

  • Anonymous (not verified)

    This reminded me of something I wrote a few months ago: http://eoma-p.livejournal.com/36134.html

    6 weeks 2 days ago
  • d.bella (not verified)

    Could be the start of a fun adventure - whatever words you find that fit you best, may you be blessed for it!

    7 weeks 6 days ago
  • Claire-Marie Le Normond (not verified)

    Wish I could be there. Very well spoken.

    30 weeks 11 hours ago
  • David Salisbury (not verified)

    Katrina,
    I wish you all the blessings and power you need on your journey. Thank you for these words. It is good to remember that returning to work (and thus returning to grace) bring a chance for us all to rest and have joy.
    Wishing you joy in the Work.

    David

    32 weeks 1 day ago
  • Sigre (not verified)

    Dear Katrina- Thorn reposted your blog and happy am I. Your passion, always so immense, comes blowing out in these words. So akin to my own heart and soul that it makes me have a bittersweet smile.

    The Storm is only now coming to the edges of our universe and yet it will sweep and consume all that is. In the end, our beautiful universe will be so much...more? Different? Complete? Who knows?

    All I do know is my soul came here to witness and be part in this period. I cannot shrink from the work. I am here with you, fae sister!

    32 weeks 3 days ago
  • Macha NightMare (not verified)

    Thought-provoking piece, Katrina. Thanks.

    I don't know what to call myself either. In Pagandom, I've taken to referring to myself as a Witch at Large. In the interfaith world where I'm active, I call myself a Pagan. Sometimes I call myself an uppity woman or a Second Wave Feminist. I've never really thought to publicly identify myself by my sexuality, het woman, which is very "white bread" and old-fashioned. Not only het, but serially monogamous for the most part. It seems almost a liability these days to say you're het, but I am proudly and happily so. I tend towards intellectualism but only have a BA, which doesn't carry much weight, at least in public and professional worlds, no matter how much you've studied, trained, and can articulate, even teach.

    My biological heritage is Irish, Dutch, French Huguenot, Euro-mongrel. My social heritage is Roman Catholic on one side and conservative Methodist, temperance-crusading, women's rights and education on the other, with distinct East Coast sensibilities, now mellowed by more than half a century living on the Left Coast. My maternal political heritage is conservative Republican (altho what my relatives might think of current trends in the GOP I cannot imagine, since they did have brains and they did think and they did have a social conscience), yet I am much farther left in my outlook than any elected official I know. My paternal political heritage is blue collar Democratic, except that my dad broke with his family on politics and allied with my mother's family's conservatism.

    I'm a former hippie, a home-birth advocate, a home death and green burial advocate, an opponent of capital punishment and resorting to warfare to resolve humankind's differences. I support the right to conscious self-deliverance. I rejoice in any and all consensual expressions of love and eros. I'm a lover and a mom.

    I have never missed voting in an election and I disrespect those who don't avail themselves of this hard-won right. (I have ancestors who fought the Brits in the American Revolution.) I support workers' rights. I recognize our interdependence on this planet, so could be called a greenie. I'm a committed environmentalist in my day-to-day life (in terms of eating locally grown food, expanding public transit, recycling, preserving open space and wildlife, opposing exploitation of natural resources [strip mining, oil-drilling, nuclear facilities, agribusiness, monocultures, clear-cutting timber, overuse of pesticides, genetic modification, etc.]) I want to make the city streets "safe for dancing," as my old friend Tony Serra said when he ran for mayor of SF on the Platypus Party ticket.

    Well, you got me going there, my friend. Thought-provoking read, as I said. ;-)

    xo,
    Macha

    49 weeks 19 hours ago