Quick Check-In

John, thank you so much for the photos! And also for checking in. It is great to hear from you. Please post more. This is keeping me sane. (If only I could get to the site at work -- which unfortunately I cannot... Damn Big Brother.) We cannot wait to hear about your class in January at the studio. Will it be done on the finished cork floor?

An invitation to join went out to Kara, Joy, Rebecca, and Lulu. However, only the Blogger message went out, as I haven't had time to send a follow-up explanation e-mail. If anyone has time to send an e-mail to those guys explaining, please do. It would be much appreciated. Then post here to let us know that you've made contact.

Please post more photos! I did not have a camera in Nosara, so I haven't any photos. I'd love to have any that you're willing to share.

In related news, I sent a message to Matt at SoulArch asking if we could use some of his images on the site. I'll let you know what he says.

The truth on my end is that I am not adjusting very well/doing very well. Monday morning (first day back to work) I was beaming. I had my big smile and was radiating enough light to power all of Germany. Within 6 hours I had lost every bit of it. The light in my eyes was down to 10% strength -- it is just enough now so that you can look into my eyes and tell that I am not dead. However, that's about it. The smile on my face has been replaced with a cartoon expression of "What the fuck?"

My luggage did finally arrive! It made it at 2300 hours on Monday. It had been mis-routed to Tolu, Columbia. WTF? It began the trip from Costa Rica wrapped in plastic. It arrived sans plastic. I'm wondering if my bag muled something from Costa Rica to Columbia or from Columbia to some other destination. I have yet to check the lining.

Yesterday my sacred glass charm with the deep hand-etching of the image of Buddha fell off of my neck. (I wear it on a chain around my neck - especially when I am not coping well.). A search ensued. It was found crushed to fragments in a parking lot. I tried to invoke Brent and Johnny to help me not be equally crushed by the loss. I tried to be thankful that there was a guy at work kind enough to drive me around for hours to every parking lot on every local military base to search for it. I admit to that having been incredibly nice and my being fortunate enough to have been extended the kindness. Trouble is that I had made peace with the idea that it had fallen off and someone had found it (and not turned it in). I was wishing that the charm would bring joy to the finder. Then, we found the thing crushed to bits. So much for it bringing joy to someone else.

I have an appointment at a studio this evening to discuss my teaching there.

I have 102 days left until I walk away from this life. Praise be!

Namaste,
Jennie