Oh yeah, well I remember the Ice Storm of 88!

I do, I was 6 years old and the Ice canceled school for a week, but it also got so heavy on the branchs on the trees outside my window i remember hearing the Crack of a HUGE branch break off and fall to the ground.

I kept say all day " Ice, Snow, with only be 11years into this new century how can we call it the storm of the century." Apprently the stores were Crazy with people fighting over the staples of milk, eggs, bread and cheese. Not me, I took 1 look at the stores lines and compared it to black friday only to know my family will not starve if we go home instead.

Really I wonder why people only wonder about Global Warming in the Summer when its CrAzY Hot.. and not in the winter when the storms are brutal. have we really become that apathetic?

Even the parents today didnt have their boys come to Scouts becasue of the weather. (3hrs before the storm was suppose to even start)... As far as i can tell, not only is IVY Tech canceled, but so is my school I work at tomorrow so no work for me then.

So while I am Ice Bound (*Becasue really who likes to drive in this if they dont have to?) I will make my "cheat sheets" (*Yes thats what my 2 professors call them) for Abnormal Psych, and Anthropology. As well as start my English. Just in case Classes are NOT canceled on Wednesday. If they are more time to study. Either way I will be perpared.

So while i sit my Peppermint tea, and chug my Theraflu, i will be comforted by the diffusion of Essential oils in the big aluminum pot on the stove, bringing steam and acting as a old fashion humidifier. Trying to study but thinking of Imbolc, and Brigid, for tomorrow is her day and tonight is her night. 

1 down 3 to go

Balian is healthy! He has no fever for 2 days, and clear mucus from his nose.
Jocelyne is on the path to recovery, still has a cough, but her nose is starting to go grom the green to yellow/ish clear... so thats good. no fever for her for 2 days now.

Me, well I have a sore throat, and as long as i stay medicated Im ok.
Amos, still claims that he is going to die, and he is miserable but i think he is better then me, we both still have coughs, but his voice is no where near mine in grading them by raspy. . .

the measure of happiness

Everyone at my house is sick, or to phrase it better, we are all on differnt places on the path to recovery.

It is this that has lead me to be all philosophical by measuring the happiness.

Dry coughs, and sore throats aside we all seem to be happy. Happy to just sit on the couch and drink honey tea, watch tv, and cuddle. Happy to still be in PJ's. Happy to have the animals inside with us where we can see them sleep and have puppy dreams or the cats chase toys mice. Happy to have the pot roast i started before i lost my voice to eat.

Maybe we are all happy because we are suffering this cold/flu together. Or because for the first time in 2 weeks we are all home at the same time. Maybe because family and love will always overcome the smell of Bleach and lysol.

I enjoy moments like this, where happiness can be measured by sweat pants and tshirts, where cuddling with my family on the couch is the highlight of my day.

unlimited access

guilt.. kids may not wield much individual spending power but they make up for it with "Pleaseeeeee MOMMYYYYYY" and especially when they dont feel good. oh your dont feel good, ok here have yet another popcicle to make your throat feel better. But this will make me feel better, so you buy it knowing that it really wont but it will get them to stop complaining for a while. And that breif piece of mind is really what you are paying for.

So how limited is the unlimited access we let our kids have? And more importantly what is the criteria... exactly. From personal experience of the last 3 days, If the kids didnt have fevers there would be no way i would allow Popsicle before afternoon naps. yet sick, they can get away with it, i tell myself that it makes them feel better and the cold of the Popsicle acts as a numbing agent. this also goes for getting them something at the store. most days i dont care how they carry on if its not food we need we dont get it. yet, sick both kids can get a sprite (to settle there stomachs of course) or a small actiivty book to keep them occupied because they are to tired and sick to run around.

Then there is the medicine how much will you give just to get them to take some OTC to make them feel better. Really kids are learning how to be great buisness people, or used car sells people. Bartering everything they can when they are sick, knowing mom DOES NOT play these same games when they are better.

Wow, where did that come from?

So today was like any other rushed and cram packed Thursday, drop the kids off, go to class, leave class early to go to the VA. Get told that its Official I have IBS. and then I Go off on a doctor... Then I take my emotionally seething self up to the 5th floor to the OIF clinic to make an appt and to see a therapist.

Then I spend the first 10 mins just crying, (*ok and i used her good kleenex) before I unloaded on her. On the good side, I feel SOO much better. Things now seem manageable again and the guilt I carried from last night is gone.

Though its kinda funny to speak to a LCSW, when you are going to school to be a social worker and ultimately a LCSW... we did laugh about how i knew what she was going to say and what techniques she was using. But how having some nonbised 3rd party Helps so much.

Anyway, I guess ontop of everything else i need to file for my compensation..

putting my priorities in order

seems someone needs to put their priorities straight. and that person is me.

jocelyne informed me today that she misses home. while guilt washed over me for being at school and work for 12hrs today, i asked her why... she said. I miss my cat TOM. . . . Once home she cuddled this adopted stray like she hadnt seen him for years, then she promptly made him go outside to go potty.

Yet in those moments between her telling me and finding the root cause why i felt ashamed. Was I putting my kids last? was i really putting school and work first? How long has she missed home. I felt like a bad mother.

Now I am debating if I should drop one of my classes? or quit my job that i just started, (maybe something better will come along)... just so the kids dont feel so ignored. i dont want either of them to think of home as just where we keep pets, i want them to know its where they are loved, welcome, and will be safe.

how should they act...

blame sesame street... i think kids should be kids and not act like adults. Life is to hard to not have fun when your young.

Yes i do think that things are age appropriate and while we should expect more from those older, there is no reason to allow them to grow and learn through play.

So what erks me is when we discuss "how should a room of cub/boy scouts act.." I seem to be the only one who says "like boys"... Yes we should have established discipline and order, accompolishing the task of helping them get promoted to the next rank. but who ever goes in there and expects military discipline or it to be like a board room meeting.. PFHHHHhh come one people.

Do i think I will be walked all over? no, but i do think i can make things fun and run smoothy while still getting respect.

Tomorrow we get our uniforms that we will be required to wear to all scout functions, and the part of me that was in the army is excited. The nonconformist is not. But oh well. The sense of pride i have for this employment I just got could be from the cohesion i see around me at the scout center. pride is infectious.

They tell us that once you start helping the kids it gets in your blood, then your coffee mug and stickers on your car. shouldn't everything that is worth doing be like that? next monday i start my first program with the kids. . . how do i think they act? like boys.

nothing will ever take your place.

 as cliche as it sounds, my kids are my everything. They are top of my priority list and nothing will take their place. Even amos (hubby comes 2nd to them in some cases). Very few places understand this and most of those who are not parents understand the depth of this statement. So when I took a job working for BSA as a Scout Program Aide, I committed myself to being there for other kids not just my own.

Right now though, I am trying to keep everything in perspective. I feel overwhelmed right now and I hope its just me trying to find the flow of things. 5 classes, a part time after school job, and life as a mother and wife. This is what makes up my day to day for the next 16 weeks. I need to pace myself and find what management skills i have to work for me.

Breath... breath....

Jocelyne is sick, fever and sinus congestion. Balian misses me. Amos and I rarely see each other due to conflicting schedules. Now more then ever I am relaying on the reason why we  moved to Indiana instead of other places in the US. The support systems I have here, known as family. My Bro and SIL have really just stepped up and are helping us out so much. They are my emergency contacts for the daycare, and pick the kids up when I am late are work or in traffic, Even on the night I have my evening class. For them right now I am more then thankful  I feel indebted.

If i wasnt thinking so long term I would of dropped 2 classes (even though Im only 3 weeks in) and would of taken time off work (even though I am still in the trial peroid where they or I can acknowledge its not a good fit) But i see the kids at the schools from when I shadowed and I know they need me. and I know my kids need me to but thats what family is for, to help each other out.

overloaded.. im seeing classism

disestablishment-ism ... bringing down the "man"


man, i was surrounded by the establishment and the man today.

at work i went to the "University of scouting" which is about 2000 leaders for scouts converging on a location for training and awards.

oh... i did a quick glance around at lunch and awards to notice that a small percentage were black males.... (about 6: . . 3 i will be working with, and 1 I work for and 1 women of color, 1 will work with us but is not a new hire.   .) then i noticed the women, all WASP about 35-55 able bodied. the rest were men, WASP, 30-50 middle-upper middle class...

This bothered me, And i brought it up to those who hired me. how are we as scout reach suppose to mentor, and reach out to inner city youth and minorities when non of the leaders are easy for the child to recognize or identify with. I quickly understood why the scout reach is currently on a small scale. maybe they are testing us to see how much we mix it up.

while having women leaders isnt new, it is when you take them out of a home setting and put them in a school setting.

Scouts have gone 100 years and i think its a great program for youth. But not being more inclusive with the minorities will hurt them unless they can change it soon.

Beautiful is more then just an adjective

 

I give you this example. 

nothing else of note or merit today, by chance I got this picture before he flew away. So while I drive into work in the morning for "University of Scouting" I will think happy thoughts. 

Kinda hope the kids dont drive Amos Crazy when he is home with them but at this point the house cant be made any more of a wreck. Ive spent most of the afternoon doing homework. Jocelyne and I did make cupcakes, Balian didnt take a nap. And like always once i cleaned something it just got messy again so i gave up.

silent tears

My Diversity class is emotionally charged. Today we did a class discussion on "who am I" and stereotypes. then we watched a documentary called "The Childrens march" about the kids in Birmingham during the Civil rights movement and how they changed it. I have been on edge since.

As I watched, i saw myself in those children. I saw my kids in those kids, I just wanted to scream and yell and say its not fair.. lets all be friends, why cant we just accept everyone for who they are not what they look like. I cried. In class tears would silently cross my face to fall from my chin. that it took the children's desire for freedom to be the catalyst to change. Broke my heart... but it broke that the adults were unwilling, scared, oppressed. When i put myself in their shoes, would i be a "white" bussed in the help walk, would I attend the rallies? would i be scared? if i was would the fear dominate me? How can I stop them if and when i see this segeration even today.

Here i am tooting my horn in class about being this individual who did what i wanted and avoided scumming to the status quo. but how would I act?

Sure I give hitchhikers rides, homeless men change, and have yet to meet a stranger. but I only do this when I am alone, I dont want someone to "flip-out" on me when I have the kids along or if amos is with me. (I dont think he would approve, if and when I do do something like this i only tell him afterwards) .

So does that make me a closet fighter/helper? or more average 2faced? How can i teach the kids how to be good citizens of the world, when my avoidance I am showing them the example of  soci/economic classism..

While for now I know the kids are not raciest, they could care less about skin tone, they see humanity and for that I am proud. But If i do have silent demons, i dont want to see them manifest in my childrens innocence. I want them to be brave, and strong, and want to protect the greater good. Even if I am to scared to.

Things that ruffle my feathers.

Its bound to happen.. I see, read, or hear something that just gets under my skin. Im looking forward to class tomorrow just so I can bring these things up to get a good debate out of them.

1. A homeless man was taken to the side by a manager at McDonalds today, I didnt hear what was said, I just saw the discussion then the homeless man left. He walked around outside picking things up off the ground and when I was leaving he asked me if I had 30 more cents so he could go back inside and get a hamburger to stay warm. While I did give him 30cents, and watched him go in to stand in line. I waited in my car, watching as the manager begrudgingly served him. I didnt drive away till he sat back down where he was when I was in there to eat. 

2.   On NPR today I was listening to them talk about a book published last year by Thilo Sarrazin his book is titled "Germany Abolishes Itself: How We Are Risking The Future of Our Nation"  Even after doing a bit of research on this guy and his book. Which is mostly personal perception with no hard facts or date to support his ideals, I am shocked that in this post-Hitler and Holocaust time we live in, now some banker thinks there is a Jewish gene, and how he states Muslims are ruining his country. I lived in Germany, and there are lots of Turks, but it wasnt like I walked down the street and one minute was in "postcard" worthy Germany the next I was in the streets of Iraq. There in Germany just like here there are close knit communities of subcultures.


The reason 1 ruffled my fingers is in my Diversity class we are talking about the -Ism's... raceism, classism, sexism, ect ect ect.. now when I wrote that observatin down how many got in their mind a picture of the homeless person? What did they look like? care to share? comment and After I get a few comments I will post a discription of the homeless person who asked me for change ....

The reason for 2!!! the NY Times article or better yet google it and read a few things that pop up...
 maybe this has more to do with my Anthropology class and how I am starting to feel that it was the fault of the wealthy few that destroyed the culture of many. or I am just angry. either way this book is a FAIL!

just when you catch up.. excited belly.

Even though today was MLK day and I didnt have class i got all the homework done assigned from last week. So to try to stay ahead of the game I will now start on the weekly assignments that are in my collective syllabuses and start working on this weeks work.

There is another part time job opening at the school flexible hours when you can work, its min wage, but I think if it is still available in 2 weeks i will apply. I start my job tomorrow. and I dont want to be to overwhelmed.

Im also looking forward to getting my refund. So i can use it to play so bills, and get my skates. Over in New Castle, indiana where I first learned to roller skate is still open, and they have open skates every Fri, Sat, and Sun. I am going to try to go this weekend. I work Tues, Thurs, Fri and Sat this week. So It will more then likely be Sat.

I am actually really excited to go to work tomorrow. I will take the kids into daycare.school and will go tot school myself to study int he library, maybe being in a quite setting away from kids and animals will help me concentrate. I have all my paperwork mostly filled out for work, but i do have some questions I will ask when i take it to them.

__________________

All we have heard out of Jocelyne today was, Roller Derby! Not that I mind, she cant wait to have skates and to go fast. I cant wait to have skates. In fact i need to find a way to get in shape, so im not totally out of shape when i go to tryouts. I am not trying to loose weight to loose weight. I am not doing it for any other reason, then to be my best for tryouts.

I have got no or little homework done. I hope to do it and catch it up tomorrow.

i want to be a Roller Girl

I am sports challenged. I admit that, something about Eye-hand coordination is what i am lacking in, its another reason why i dont play video games. i never was one to complete or win even basic mario brothers.

But then I went to a Roller Derby!!! And I fell in LOVE!... I use to roller skate all the time in Elementary school I loved it. And i was good at it. I want to try out to be a Naptown Roller Girl. 

Its a sport I understand and its not to difficult to learn, skate in a circle dont let anyone pass you, use your body to block. Totally can do that!

So I will, At least I will try.. The next tryouts are in March/April and I will be getting skates and safety equipment at the next bout.

Besides I already have the Derby Girl attitude and a lot of the clothes, might as well make it official.

Jocelyne went to her first bout tonight, she has been wanting to spend special time with just Amos and I so we took her on a date to dinner and then the derby.... She had so much fun!

She got to see her God-mother Laurel who she calls Aunt Laurel, as well as Eric who Jocelyne calls Uncle Eric.
 We got her her own popcorn, dino mask and naptown roller girl shirt.

Im glad that Amos loves the derby as much as I do, that Jocelyne sees the girls skating and automatically thinks of them as strong and they must drink lots of chocolate milk because they go super fast.

(thats the only way we got joss to drink milk was by telling her it would make her grow and run super fast)

When she got her own shirt, was the ultimate for her, at least till she got cotton candy.

So here are the rest of the pics from the evening, Enjoy I did, it was a nice break from the chapter reading I have been doing. 

Laurel and I, BFF since Aug 2001

Its a totally differnt type of bookworm...

 

 This is the first time in a long time I have had this much work to do the first week of class. Granted some of my teachers gave us extra because we wont be in class monday for MLK day. But still... 

Last night I fell asleep doing my English 111 reading and journals  on the reading, today I have yet to finish them. 

Instead I did my Anthropology 154 chapter QCK. (that is where we read the chapter and summarize it stating what we think feel and question and relating it to our ream of knowledge.)

I started on my Human Services 109, Understanding Diversity and Social Justice. But I havent been able to focus on it to much because of transferance from my Anthropology. maybe I will switch back to Eng 111 tonight before bed. 

I still need to read the chapter for Abnormal Psych 205 and flesh out my notes.
As well as read and take notes for my Human Services 103 Interviewing solutions. Yeah I get to start using my DSM-IV-TR...

So this is going to be my Fridays from now till the next 16 weeks. Study study study.. kids are going to start going to daycare full week anyway starting next week becasue I got the job.

Thats right I got the job and you are now reading the Blog of a Human Services worker who will be working in the field of my profession. I will be a Scout Aide for Inner City At risk youth at a few of the Local IPS schools in a after school scouting program. I even get to wear (have to wear) the scouting uniform. Till the end of the month I will be VERY busy doing a lot of training for that, as well.

Well now what am I to do...

I finished the last book. Which means I have read all 5 of these books within 2.5 weeks. That's a new record for me, last time I read this series it took me about 2 months. I am surprised, by how much sex there is... I remember there being sex the last time I read them but this time I am amazed by just how much you cant seem to go 4 pages without sexual tension showing itself and then gratification later. No wonder older women would gasp when I told them  I liked the books, or there first remark was "its vulgar". But in 2 or 3 more years I will read them all again, because it is a wonderful story. I am also excited that the last book will be published this Spring 2011.

So here I am 30 years after the 1st book was published waiting on the last one.

So now what am I suppose to do while I wait?? Start the Mist of Avalon Series
again? Its been over 2 years since I read them last as well..

papers papers everywhere I have written them all

Ahh yes the start of a new semester. Nothing like homework and papers due in the next class to remind you that your in college and shamming the first day is a memory of the past.

Not that I mind, in Anthropology we just have to write our summery of the chapter we are to read then ask 3 comments or criticisms about it. 2 pages max. no big deal...

In English we have 1 journal per class due, and we have started on our papers 1 of the 5 total due this semester... all should have the same subject matter to make them flow.

Currently I'm brain storming with ideas. Though since i have to write a research paper for my Anthropology class I am thinking of killing 2 birds with 1 stone and doing the same topic for both classes. Oddly enough the only topic I feel I have any knowledge on extensive enough to write multiple papers on is Breastfeeding.

Besides staying on top of the reading in Abnormal Psych there is no way to work ahead in that class. with 3 classes down and 2 more to experience this week I wonder what else will be in store for me.

Pre-class jitters

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so excited for classes to start.

I have an ache,

I have a headache, a bad one. Its been stuck behind my eyes, sometimes inching down to my jaw/ear area.. But it is constant and nothing seems to help it, everything I am taking dulls it but I try anyway.

I did what anyone else would do in this situation.. I tried coffee, chocolate, Advil, Tylenol, power aid to boost my electrolytes, and lots of water. Its 11pm and I think one of those things worked.. but dont ask me which one. Maybe it was all of them.
Reguardless, If I wake up with this dull ache in my head I will go stright to chocolate ice cream and work my way back down the list.

Last thing I want is to be cranky and achy my first day of Spring semester on Monday.

Friday is fun

Today was nice, it was snow flurries in the morning, then we played outside this afternoon.

This morning I sent off my resume and cover letter I worked on all day yesterday. An hour later, I receive an email which says my resume was recieved would I like to come in for a Interview!! OF course I replied YES! and then I received part 2 of the interviewing process, a application which i filled out. So now I go in with this application on Thursday next for the first interview of the new year. Hopefully I get this job and if I do it counts as an internship for my degree program.That and we could use the money right now... its $10 a hour, 10-15 hrs a week and it fits around my classes so far as I can tell right now.

The kids and I had so much fun playing outside today. Jocelyne convinced herself that she taught ME how to make snow angels, and Emily Rose (my dog) played ball with everyone. We did get a chill, but for the kids it was just rosey cheeks and runny noses. I didnt bundle myself up as much so my legs got cold.

We were outside for about 1.5hrs. BUt i remembered a article I read today about Kids loosing
the ability to play and imagine. That parents were so worried about the mess or kids getting hurt they hindered a child's ability to learn about the world around them.

Play... a article from the NY Time

I wish the snow was right for snowmen, snowballs, or things to the effect. Reguardless the kids had fun and played, I just sat back and watched, oh and played with the dogs.

I finally got 1 good loaf of bread out of my bread maker. I used a recipe that DID NOT come with the bread maker. I made that point after 3 horrible failed attempts with the receipts that came with it.

Well after this I go back to reading my book series. I am on book 5 of 5 (book 6 the last BOOK of this series comes out in March). I started them right before our trip to Alabama, but to be fair this is the 2nd time Ive read them so the story goes by quicker.

play, laugh, grow

sure thats a catchy motto for a toy company, but its a very valid mantra.

Play, I love to play, just ask my kids, sometimes I spend more time making a path for the train track then they do. Sometimes I color or paint long after they leave the table. Really kids have it right, their priorites are in order. If you are hungary you eat, if you are thirsty you drink, if you are tired you sleep, the rest of the time... you PLAY...

EXPERTS  of all kinds say that playing helps kids get ready for the real world. I dont like the real world personally. Bad stuff happens in this " real world". BUT  in play time.. if you dont like something them image it different. Solve the problem with a magical wand and fairy dust. Or pretend a Monster who is your friend because you feed him cookies, stomps till the problem disappears.

I love to hear the different laughter that happens during playtime. It is fresh and raw, full of innocence and acceptance. I long for those belly laughs when really you have no idea why everyone is laughing, only that it feels good to laugh.

You find me correcting my children a lot when they are playing, does it really matter if a racecar says roar or vroom?? If you ask you often find out that its a dinosaur that was turned into a racecar and according to childhood logic it does make sense.

Childhood logic amazes me all the time. As well as early math skills children show. Where else would 3 cups equal only 2.5cups, because they TASTE-tested the rest.  Or, the 'IF, IF, THEN's' apply to weather you can or cant fly becasue you have a set of wings.

To quickly will children experience those moments where they shed the innocence of childhood for what they think it better.  Christmas was just 10 days ago and most children have already choosen the favorite toy... was it what they asked for or the high dollar item tried to impress them? Maybe it was the box the are getting the most use from.

I hate most toys, they seem to be robbing kids of the imagination that it took to work them. Lights, sounds, and gadgets are neat but they get overwhelming fast. MY KIDS favorite toys are the quite plan toys that they control. Trains, dolls, blocks those toys that keep standing the test of time.

So once your grown-up to know you wish you could be a kid again, PLAY, LAUGH, AND dont grow...

hair dye

I color my hair. lets me honest here I have since I was 15 and in the last 13 yrs only 3 have been at my nature color.  Black, is the color of choice for me now. Its easy to maintain, no worries about highlights and lowlights. It doesnt wash me out or make my color off. It works.

For many years I have to argue 1 point above all others. Its just hair. It grows back, and it will always grow back your natural color "just in case you forget what it is"... Just like when people get their hair cut and they dont like the style. Dont worry it will grow back.

Hair is easier to change then your skin. You can get tattoos and piercings, but they hurt to more of a degree then a color treatment. Tattoos are FOREVER, piercings go away but still have a novelty.. hair it can define you.

lets also be clear on this as well, i dont use "weapons of hair destruction" (curling irons, blow dryers, ect just ammonia free hair dye)  when I go in for my simi-annual hair cut/trim they always ask if i want it styled or blowdried strightened. I dont do that, maybe a little product but I it has taken from learning the hard way my hair has a mind of its own.

Well there you go, time to rise the color out and clean up those places I smeared. 

3 cheers for colors that become you.

new year. . . new decade

decade- strange how one word can encompass so much change and when you think about its just a blink of time.
 it will be a decade since I have graduated High school.
It will be a decade since 9-11
It will be a decade since I went to college and joined the army.

I can recount this past decade with Life altering events, tattoo's piercing's, marriages, and deaths. Life moments the world watched, and simple joys I have experienced.

Thorough this all, 1 small constant as I reflect back. my charms.

I have lots of necklaces, earrings, and I seem to always return to my simple silver chain and its charms. The charms have changed through the years, I have added to (*I now wear 5, yes at once), but their meanings have not changed. They are reflections of me. Just like the bumper stickers on my car. They are visible and on full display for the world to see what i stand for.

For this new decade I will explain how they have helped me in the past. 

To state the obivous, my dogtags, wore them for just shy of 5years daily. I  graduated from them to my silver chain.

my First charm to be worn in my Celtic Knot/Norse hammer the Big one.. I got it on a trip to Rothenburg ob der Tauber, in Germany. I went with a guy I was seeing at the time who was stationed in Ansbach. I got matching earrings as well. When I saw the set I knew I HAD to have them. They are like my tattoos a work of art that spoke to me. To me this symbolizes how 2 forces can come together to form a stronger whole.


My 2nd Charm is the Claddagh Amos got this for me when he was in Ireland on his way to Iraq where I was already. It stands for Friendship (hands) Love (heart) and Loyalty (crown). It is also our wedding bands and our engagement rings. It is the strong basis of our marriage.

My 3nd charm is the triquetra. Amos got this for me for our 1st Christmas as a family. While it has many meanings, to me it stands for our love as well as the stages of a woman (maiden, Mother, crone).

My 4th Charm is my star, it represents my pagan faith. How everything is interconnected. How we have a responsibility to not put negative out there, how we need to take care of the earth.

My 5th, is my goddess..

I am Re-reading the "Children of the Earth" series, Yes again.. and I realize that they are my modern day amulet. IS it weird that I find myself identifying with this character who lived in the stone age.

Back on track, the decade past and new year to come, the new decade to come.. I make the following predictions.

1. I will get older
2. I will find inner strength for trying times
3. I will Graduate and recieve my BSW
4. I will I will write, even if its just for me :D
5. I will laugh
6. I will sing, even if its just for me.
7. I will dance
8. I will play
9. I will be more accepting of myself and others
10. I will LOVE above all else I WILL LOVE!!