2014.05.23 _ 31

Rolled out of bed and onto the cushion, and then the bell rang for the end of the session. What? So I'll use my PaB session this morning (first day of the inworld retreat) to have another try at being mindful.

Long guided visualization this morning and intentional relaxation.
Little things seem big for a while, then even eyes begin to rest. Perspective and Proportion. The pervasive "me mantra" lets go just enough to dream of what that might be like, but the dreaming isn't quite like dreaming.

Anxiety again today..... there is just simply too much going on in my life and all of it good or amazing.

The girl training me at the new client is going to be leaving almost a week earlier than planned as she says I know what I'm doing and she doesn't need to stay. I'm scared at such high praise, feeling that it's undeserved.

Trying very hard to just take things a breath at a time and not feel like I'm hurtling at 100 kmph

Looking forward to this evening and a chance to settle and breathe with good friends edited 17:24, 23 May 2014

I was given a journal to read today, a journal of fiction, non-fiction, poetry and art. It's an annual publication of a local community college.

But the thing that struck me most about was not the content, which indeed had high points of excellence. It was the school motto, emblazoned on the cover and from which the journal's name is derived, that gave me pause for thought.

The motto was "Progenitores Sumus," which translates as "We are the ancestors." And, in this me-first society, I thought that was an appropriate reminder.

Retreat wrapper: 2 day bubble in 33 day bubble in Play as Bubble in lifetime bubble. in Second Life the two-note call of black capped chickadee; on front porch robin nesting in eaves. Ancestors and grandchildren hearing / singing a note not "quite like dreaming" ( :-), piercing through the worlds, the bubbles, even now.