I wrote this on Thursday evening but didn't finish the post:
I was reading a blog post while driving in slow, stop-and-go traffic today and gently tapped the car in front of me. Whoops! Lesson learned! No damage to either car, thank goodness.
I'm done with the school year, yay!!! Finished up our fourth and final school today. The kids gave presentations based on their career research paper. Or many of them did anyway. I was pleased overall with the level of participation. In only one class did I have to really work to cajole them to get up and speak. So much so that I was doing cartwheels. Actual cartwheels. I convinced two additional people to get up and speak with that reward. Not sure why it was so exciting. I guess you don't see a teacher do cartwheels in the classroom everyday. :-)
It's now Saturday.....
...and I'm so loving sitting in the sun on the deck right now. Feeling very happy. Just got off a super-fun Sk.ype call with a guy, T, who lives in the U.K. OMG, he's so cute. And not just in terms of looks, but his whole personality. We talked about all kinds of things, from international travel, to spirituality, to what makes up chemistry between people, to living in community, to alternative economies. It was awesome! And we both said that we found it unusually easy to talk to one another. We made arrangement to check in tomorrow and maybe talk before I go to bed, which would be 7 a.m. his time. He told me about the "Ringing Cedars" book series. Have any of you read this series? I want to get a hold of it.
Grateful to be done teaching and also to find out that I will have work through the college counseling office through the summer. At least enough to get by. I also applied for two other part-time jobs: SAT (and other) tutoring for Com.pass, which sounds like a good company, and International Student Coordinator with a local, private high school. I'm not sure how the hours work out for the latter one, as the ad said I would be paid $700 per student but detailed many different stages of working with them and their families. I hope I land one of these!
Regarding this cycle, I think I'll probably go ahead. Once again, dating is making me question my choices (what if it works out with him? what if we want a child together?), but I think I'll still take the leap. Many "signs" seems to be encouraging me, including all the donated medication I've received, and the support that has recently surfaced from a couple of women I know. One woman from my dance community actually wants to be a co-parent. I haven't quite wrapped my head around that, yet, but she also said she would love to be a "special aunt," so that's great. Another woman who collaborated with me on my recent Transition workshop asked me today whether I had "aunts" lined up, and also if I was interested in intentional community. She's a super cool lady, and I would love to have her in my and my child's life!
Finally, I had a fundraising idea to host a "Fun and Games Fertility Night," where I would facilitate theatre games (people could also watch), and we could also play board games, snack, and talk. I would ask a donation range. I put the idea out to some of my women friends. The one response was awesome, and I'm waiting to hear from the others. I could potentially raise a few hundred to a thousand dollars, which would definitely help.
After my injection refresher last week, I feel confident and ready to go on that front! My cycle is due to start in the next couple of days...
Showing posts with label theatre of the oppressed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theatre of the oppressed. Show all posts
1/30/2012
A Not-So-Bad Weekend
Looking at the number of comments, I wonder if people are getting sick of reading about my relationship analysis. I don't blame those of you that feel that way. It has been a lot. But it helps me to understand. I've always been that way. Maybe because my dad was so internal and uncommunicative, and I never knew what was going on with him. Or maybe it's just my personality (ha! there I go analyzing again). And I do like to have a record of the process to look back on.
After the email exchange in the last post, I texted S to ask if he was attending a party I knew we were likely both invited to this weekend. He wrote back no, and we ended up texting/emailing a bit over the weekend. It's helping me a lot to know he cares and feels pain, as well, and to know more about where he's at right now. Clearly, from his communication, he's avoiding really facing his feelings. I can't force him to do so or to talk to me in person. I know we will talk eventually, though, and that helps to let it go for now.
Believe me, I still have a lot of anger about the choices he made, but it is tempered somewhat by remembering my own feelings and choices and how they affected him throughout the relationship.
I went out with a friend yesterday afternoon to an art party. It fed my need for beauty. The artist (someone I know from my community work) does amazing drawings, and works with Batik in deep, vibrant colors. I bought a small batik picture of a bridge, waterfall, and forest in an area of Washington called, "Five Step." Growing up in Oregon and living in Seattle for so many years, I still feel a deep connection to the Northwest, and this picture brings that alive. I can't wait to hang it up.
Afterwards, I went to a healing and expressive arts gathering. When I walked in, they were doing a blessing of different directions. I've done this before, but walking into it not knowing anyone, I felt awkward. From then on, however, the meeting was fabulous. We did some EFT and Franklin Method activities, and I led an Image Theatre visioning exercise for the group (picture below). We will be meeting monthly, and I'm optimistic about where this group might lead for me personally and professionally.
All in all, a not-so-bad weekend. Hope you had a good one, too!
P.S. I realize I never concluded the Cop saga: as you might have guessed, it's over-and-done-thank-God. A bit more texting silliness and word from him that he was once again immersed in drama with his ex, and that was the final straw I needed to say, "bye-bye." Safe to say, I think that whole situation may have been a bit of a rebound thing. . .
After the email exchange in the last post, I texted S to ask if he was attending a party I knew we were likely both invited to this weekend. He wrote back no, and we ended up texting/emailing a bit over the weekend. It's helping me a lot to know he cares and feels pain, as well, and to know more about where he's at right now. Clearly, from his communication, he's avoiding really facing his feelings. I can't force him to do so or to talk to me in person. I know we will talk eventually, though, and that helps to let it go for now.
Believe me, I still have a lot of anger about the choices he made, but it is tempered somewhat by remembering my own feelings and choices and how they affected him throughout the relationship.
I went out with a friend yesterday afternoon to an art party. It fed my need for beauty. The artist (someone I know from my community work) does amazing drawings, and works with Batik in deep, vibrant colors. I bought a small batik picture of a bridge, waterfall, and forest in an area of Washington called, "Five Step." Growing up in Oregon and living in Seattle for so many years, I still feel a deep connection to the Northwest, and this picture brings that alive. I can't wait to hang it up.
Afterwards, I went to a healing and expressive arts gathering. When I walked in, they were doing a blessing of different directions. I've done this before, but walking into it not knowing anyone, I felt awkward. From then on, however, the meeting was fabulous. We did some EFT and Franklin Method activities, and I led an Image Theatre visioning exercise for the group (picture below). We will be meeting monthly, and I'm optimistic about where this group might lead for me personally and professionally.
All in all, a not-so-bad weekend. Hope you had a good one, too!
P.S. I realize I never concluded the Cop saga: as you might have guessed, it's over-and-done-thank-God. A bit more texting silliness and word from him that he was once again immersed in drama with his ex, and that was the final straw I needed to say, "bye-bye." Safe to say, I think that whole situation may have been a bit of a rebound thing. . .
10/15/2011
Success and Enlightenment
OMG! Blogger just ate a long post with several links. Aaaaargh!
Maybe the universe is telling me something.
In brief: great day yesterday, which included a successfully facilitated Transition Heart and Soul meeting at my house and an enlightening conversation with sh/cm.
In my meeting, I facilitated a Theatre of the Oppressed exercise in which we created images or tableaus of the Transition movement.
And in my conversation with sh/cm, we came to a couple of key understandings, including that I wanted us to be on the same page when we came out of family gatherings. I wanted us to be supportive of one another, share humor and commentary, and just generally have a feeling of togetherness.
This may sound like a tall order, but he was actually relieved, because he thought I wanted him to be some sort of family therapist for me. lol
p.s. On the two-week-wait front, nothing much is happening. My temperature dropped several tenths to 97.9 today, 11 dpo, but it was chilly and I was partially covered. Boobs are still sore but not feeling much of anything else.
Maybe the universe is telling me something.
In brief: great day yesterday, which included a successfully facilitated Transition Heart and Soul meeting at my house and an enlightening conversation with sh/cm.
In my meeting, I facilitated a Theatre of the Oppressed exercise in which we created images or tableaus of the Transition movement.
And in my conversation with sh/cm, we came to a couple of key understandings, including that I wanted us to be on the same page when we came out of family gatherings. I wanted us to be supportive of one another, share humor and commentary, and just generally have a feeling of togetherness.
This may sound like a tall order, but he was actually relieved, because he thought I wanted him to be some sort of family therapist for me. lol
p.s. On the two-week-wait front, nothing much is happening. My temperature dropped several tenths to 97.9 today, 11 dpo, but it was chilly and I was partially covered. Boobs are still sore but not feeling much of anything else.
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