The energy work...negative and old feelings and memories continue to pour out of my body in sessions. It is amazing. I had a big breakthrough yesterday. Now my teacher is on her way out of town for a few weeks of rejuvenation, so I will be continuing the work and exploration as I am able on my own. It seems like a good time in the process for it.
My Monday yoga classes are a real blessing too. It's a very gentle practice, with very small movements. I feel us preparing for the big poses later on. My body needs and relishes this kind attention.
(This is titled "Compassion" and you may see it at www.artbywicks.com along with many other GORGEOUS and spirit soothing items. Go see!)
I stopped by the library at lunch yesterday. My attitude had been ROTTEN in the morning, and my whole body was hurting. When I went into the library, that all fell away. I turned in my first certificate for the FIESTA! Adult Summer Reader's Club and was allowed to pick out a free paperback book of my choice. What made me the happiest was the cute pre-teen girls staffing the reading club table...volunteers. They had me write my name on a sticker in marker pen, then they used the sticker to put up a green paper napkin on the wall, cut to look like one of those Mexican cutout banners:
I also got a bookmark commemorating Fifty years of Texas Summer Reading Programs (1958 - 2008) which made me unaccountably delighted.
I proceeded to the hold shelf and picked up three items I'd been waiting on, selected one more, and danced out.
Returning to the car, my feet hurt, I remembered why I was cranky...you know. I thought, "Dang, I should just go back in there for the rest of the day!
But I didn't.
Yesterday's Lectionary Leanings were part of my bad mood. No, not the conversation or the posting, but the topic of Abraham and Isaac and the sacrifice story at all. I hate that, hate it. Hate it so much I presently don't want to even learn more about it and come to understand it (maybe there's a connexion to letting to of the old stuff?) I can remember feeling different about it in the past...that it had been explained well. Now I feel that there can be no possible explanation and I must needs put my hands over my ears and go "LALALALALALA!" if the preacher chooses this topic on Sunday. Something to sit with. Something to think about. There is always a lovely fountain in the church close, if the sermon gets too much, or I can go to nursery and cuddle babies if any are there.
On the good news front! I am tickled red, white and blue that the RGBP Inc. Board chose to spend our CafePress proceeds on rabbits, chicks, and ducks. You may read about that excitement here.
And my church is planning a "Star-Spangled Staycation" for July 6th: a Fourth of July celebration after the 11:00 service for those of us not planning to go away for the holiday for whatever reason (including gas prices!) We'll have a bouncy house, sno cones, hot dogs and hamburgers, and asking people to come to church in their picnic wear (because it'll be hot outside, afterward.) I'm trying to convince Ken to set up one of those "mister" areas like at Six Flags (he has the hardware to do it) to keep the kids from falling out with heat stroke on the bouncy house...We'll see.