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...And A New One Just Begun...
Happy Neay Year people.
I was much happier once I left work yesterday. I hopped in the car with Jackie, and we dropped Wes and Sean off at Lutherville, then proceeded onto towson to pick up Matt and stop at a grocery store, where I ran into Chris. After picking up what we needed in the grocery store, where Matt and I proceeded to show Jackie no mercy in our high-spirited good humor we continued onward in source of alcohol (for Matt and Jackie) and lamp oil (for me). Found them in side-by-side stores- how convenient...and made our way to the Grove. A little after arriving there, Kessa gave me ride home to pick up the firestaff and when we got back, more people had shown up. Around 11, I decided it was time to light things on fire...but not before smacking myself squarely in the elbow. And yelling loud enough to wake up anyone who may have been asleep. Caryn reiki'd my arm a bit and I lit up.
I spent the next couple of hours wandering between spinning and haging out inside. There were some surreal and interesting moments which I won't go into because they were not my moments, I was simply a bystander who happened to be there. I made it through one bottle of oil...my wicks were lasting a VERY long time last night. I didn't worry about executing every trick in my repertoire, I wasn't performing for others, I was in it for the fire. I did a lot of just spinning in circles in front of me, listening to the sound, watching the light, and from time to time just holding the staff in front of me, as close to the wicks as I could without burning myself, feeling the fire. That's not something that you can get away with so much when people are expecting you to perform (Not that I mind being expected to perform when I light up. But as I said, I wasnt performing for anyone last night.)
I did make it to the point where I could no longer spin. It was well after 2 a.m. and I finished the first bottle of oil. My arms and shoulders are very sore. Everyone else was either gone, or sleeping. I spun off better than half the bottle outside, on my own with no one watching. It's been so long since I've lit up without anyone saftying...it's so much easier to get lost in the moment alone. (Rhi told me later that she had watched me fron inside for a while before going to sleep and it was like having fireworks go off outside the window)
I feel a lot more like myself than I have in a while.
I don't do new years resolutions, but I've decided that it would serve me well to try to burn off about a bottle a week (as long as the weather is conducive). I think it wil go far to do much for me on many levels. I say it so many times, it's like neededing to breathe air and drink water, but I don't really understand it until I haven't picked up in so long. I thought the staff would be retired after last night to make a new one...but it will last me at least a few more weeks until I construct the new one.
Slept at the Grove last night, as did a few others...Had some eeeenteresting dreams. And then Caryn and Will returned and a few showed up that weren't there last night and we spent the day just sitting around, drinking coffee, reading magazines, telling stories, being silly...just hanging out and having a good day doing nothing in particular.
The most amusing moment came at one point where I was talking about something that I had noticed oast night when I was outside by myself, and a few other people started talking about other things...I lost my train of thought and commented "I have a short attention span...oh look a bunny!" No sooner did the word "bunny" leave my mouth when 4 or 5 people broke into a perfectly unanimous round of "Little Bunny Foo Foo" They sang the entire song, and my the time they finished, I was laughing so hard that my stomach hurt and I was crying.
Good times.
The last roughly 26 hours or so have been...magical. I feel completey different now...physically, emotionally, mentally...than I did when I left work last night. I need to sustain this.
And now, it is time to get down to work on my Dedicant's program. Well, not this exact instant, but in general. Actually, I did work on it yesterday while at work. So I have started.
It's going to be A Year.
I was much happier once I left work yesterday. I hopped in the car with Jackie, and we dropped Wes and Sean off at Lutherville, then proceeded onto towson to pick up Matt and stop at a grocery store, where I ran into Chris. After picking up what we needed in the grocery store, where Matt and I proceeded to show Jackie no mercy in our high-spirited good humor we continued onward in source of alcohol (for Matt and Jackie) and lamp oil (for me). Found them in side-by-side stores- how convenient...and made our way to the Grove. A little after arriving there, Kessa gave me ride home to pick up the firestaff and when we got back, more people had shown up. Around 11, I decided it was time to light things on fire...but not before smacking myself squarely in the elbow. And yelling loud enough to wake up anyone who may have been asleep. Caryn reiki'd my arm a bit and I lit up.
I spent the next couple of hours wandering between spinning and haging out inside. There were some surreal and interesting moments which I won't go into because they were not my moments, I was simply a bystander who happened to be there. I made it through one bottle of oil...my wicks were lasting a VERY long time last night. I didn't worry about executing every trick in my repertoire, I wasn't performing for others, I was in it for the fire. I did a lot of just spinning in circles in front of me, listening to the sound, watching the light, and from time to time just holding the staff in front of me, as close to the wicks as I could without burning myself, feeling the fire. That's not something that you can get away with so much when people are expecting you to perform (Not that I mind being expected to perform when I light up. But as I said, I wasnt performing for anyone last night.)
I did make it to the point where I could no longer spin. It was well after 2 a.m. and I finished the first bottle of oil. My arms and shoulders are very sore. Everyone else was either gone, or sleeping. I spun off better than half the bottle outside, on my own with no one watching. It's been so long since I've lit up without anyone saftying...it's so much easier to get lost in the moment alone. (Rhi told me later that she had watched me fron inside for a while before going to sleep and it was like having fireworks go off outside the window)
I feel a lot more like myself than I have in a while.
I don't do new years resolutions, but I've decided that it would serve me well to try to burn off about a bottle a week (as long as the weather is conducive). I think it wil go far to do much for me on many levels. I say it so many times, it's like neededing to breathe air and drink water, but I don't really understand it until I haven't picked up in so long. I thought the staff would be retired after last night to make a new one...but it will last me at least a few more weeks until I construct the new one.
Slept at the Grove last night, as did a few others...Had some eeeenteresting dreams. And then Caryn and Will returned and a few showed up that weren't there last night and we spent the day just sitting around, drinking coffee, reading magazines, telling stories, being silly...just hanging out and having a good day doing nothing in particular.
The most amusing moment came at one point where I was talking about something that I had noticed oast night when I was outside by myself, and a few other people started talking about other things...I lost my train of thought and commented "I have a short attention span...oh look a bunny!" No sooner did the word "bunny" leave my mouth when 4 or 5 people broke into a perfectly unanimous round of "Little Bunny Foo Foo" They sang the entire song, and my the time they finished, I was laughing so hard that my stomach hurt and I was crying.
Good times.
The last roughly 26 hours or so have been...magical. I feel completey different now...physically, emotionally, mentally...than I did when I left work last night. I need to sustain this.
And now, it is time to get down to work on my Dedicant's program. Well, not this exact instant, but in general. Actually, I did work on it yesterday while at work. So I have started.
It's going to be A Year.
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i'd love to see you spin sometimes, even if i am wary of fire. i bet it's so pretty.