Bloody hell, pet! It is over 100 degrees here! I'm not exaggerating even a little--properly 100 and above! At least the heat has taken care of the faerie swarm-- hardly a stolen child or cow tail knotted 'round these parts this week. We scuttle from shady bit to shady bit-- the slower among us occasionally burst into flame. I think someone moved the sun much much closer as some sort of nasty practical joke--the bastard!
Despite the nearly lethal heat, things are going well. After a month of feeling overwhelmed and unconfident, something went "click" the other day, and I realized "It's not math, it's poetry, and I understand poetry". I had been overusing my left brain--cobwebs and all--trying to learn these new massage modalities. I'm better now. The sessions I've done over the past couple of days have been very satisfying for all concerned-- it's like I found my hands after misplacing them for a few weeks.
The job market is looking good currently--many places looking to hire therapists--spas, clinics and so forth-so yea that!
The contact jugling continues to be challenging and fun--people tell me I've improved--god, I hope so, as much as I play with these durn things!
My friends tell me I look happier than they've ever seen me before. They are right. My gratitude to everyone in my world--you've all contributed to this happiness, and thanks to all of you in Lisbon, Helsinki, Michigan and Austin! namaste