The Weaving Of Shamanic Medicine Into Ones Life

I LOVE this! “This is the time of patience, integration, perspective and self-responsibility.This is the weaving time. Time to integrate your medicine so it is a benefit to you and those around you.”

via The Weaving Of Shamanic Medicine Into Ones Life.

Priestesses of Rhythm: Past, Present and Future

The Move in Progress

Today is the start of my last week at WSU. It is with bittersweet emotions that I am leaving my alma mater and my employer for the past 5 years. WSU has fostered and nurtured me in ways that no other school or employer EVER has and I have grown so much from my time here. So many good memories attached to this place. So many great co-workers, teachers and mentors I will miss!

I’m so glad I’ve been given the time to say goodbye to so many beloved friends. It’s hard for me to let them go. I’m really the kind of person who can find pros and cons with ANY environment, so no matter where we go, there will always be things I love about the physical place and things I hate about it. I actually like Utah so it bothers me when people keep asking me if I’m so happy to be leaving. In truth, the hardest part is leaving the people I love. I could be happy living on an ice block in Siberia so long as I have good friends and family to keep me warm. But I know my true friends, will never really be separated from me. And I have faith that my family and a few of my friends might even visit us. We have a much better chance of receiving visitors in Oregon then we would have had if we had gone to the other graduate program Adrian was accepted into in Texas! I actually had a friend tell me, “If I can live my entire life without ever setting foot in Texas, I can die a happy man.”

I’m going to miss my pals, all of them. I’m going to miss my family. I’m going to miss dorking out with Leah, and dancing with Deja and Lorin and Emilie and all the girls, and Baraka/wine nights with Kathleen and Sean. I’m going to miss jammin’ with Nate and Carlos, and finding bliss listening to Art play the violin. I’m going to miss Kathy and her big, whole-face smile. I’m going to miss Andy and Africa Heartwood Project. I’m going to miss Samba Fogo. I’m going to miss long coffee nights with the Grounds crew. I’m going to miss my mother and my fathers and my brothers, and my little nephew and my new sister-in-law. I’m going to miss my grandparents and my aunts and uncles and my cousins. I’m going to miss 25th Street and the Farmer’s Market and concerts in the park and the Eccles Art Center. I’m going to miss the mountains and the wide-open spaces and the gorgeous sunsets. Yes, I’m going to miss you Utah!

But, it’s time for the next great adventure. Adrian and I have been working our tails off to tie up all the loose ends before we leave. I’m feeling pretty good about the move, the drive, etc. It’s just the pesky job/apt thing that is wearing. I know I have great design and web skills and I’m good with people. Hopefully something in that area will pan out soon.

We’ll see. I am open to the Universe. I place myself in Its hands and my faith in the Law of Attraction. I am learning the fine art of Trust.