Japanese community and wings!
It has been a long time since I have felt the kind of spiritual community that I could rest in. Go figure that it would lie with other JETs that are now trying to find their own footing in their homelands. I went to the meeting sniffling and ill and came back still sniffling and ill, but with laughter, light, and a sense of healing in my heart, which is a refreshing change from just feeling things out in the dark for the past 2 months. Don't get me wrong, all the people in my day to day life, like Peter and my family and friends, have been nothing but supportive and loving, but there is a basic understanding and empathy that goes with having gone through the experience yourself that was missing with them. I needed to know that other people were going through the same stuff, that I wasn't just torn between to places and lost, and just hearing the stories from other people, and laughing about the same things, telling Japanese stories with other people actually interested and adding stuff to it, is priceless. So that was my great day. To add to it, Christina sent me faerie wings! Pink, magical, faerie wings. I laughed when I saw them, put them on, and danced, spun, to my parents some what confused faces. But it was a great magical, this is me and I'm 4 again moment. So big dancing flying through the air thanks to her for those. I miss you tons and the magical play moments you and I always seem to share, but thanks for reminding me of that. I will post pictures when I take some. Cause the wings are really fantastic. Blessings, love, and finger painting star dancing.
In health news though, I am still rather sick and feel underwater. But Peter has been taking care of me and trying to convince me to stay home and in a resting state. I'm trying not to let the cabin fever and stubbornness get the best of me. He always is the voice of reason in my world, and so is hard to argue with. I try though. Harumph. But in all seriousness he has been amazingly supportive and understanding through all my insanities, and there are a lot of them that he gracefully puts up with. And so big thanks has to go to him, cause he is always there, even when he is run down and exhausted, he will still go out of his way and there are very few people in this world like that. So blessings and love to him, cause I'm sure I don't give him even half of the appreciation and recognition he deserves. So here is to you Peter, "you rock!"
Okay, big hugs and love to you all. And Gia, I'm going to try writing again. You're right!
It has been a long time since I have felt the kind of spiritual community that I could rest in. Go figure that it would lie with other JETs that are now trying to find their own footing in their homelands. I went to the meeting sniffling and ill and came back still sniffling and ill, but with laughter, light, and a sense of healing in my heart, which is a refreshing change from just feeling things out in the dark for the past 2 months. Don't get me wrong, all the people in my day to day life, like Peter and my family and friends, have been nothing but supportive and loving, but there is a basic understanding and empathy that goes with having gone through the experience yourself that was missing with them. I needed to know that other people were going through the same stuff, that I wasn't just torn between to places and lost, and just hearing the stories from other people, and laughing about the same things, telling Japanese stories with other people actually interested and adding stuff to it, is priceless. So that was my great day. To add to it, Christina sent me faerie wings! Pink, magical, faerie wings. I laughed when I saw them, put them on, and danced, spun, to my parents some what confused faces. But it was a great magical, this is me and I'm 4 again moment. So big dancing flying through the air thanks to her for those. I miss you tons and the magical play moments you and I always seem to share, but thanks for reminding me of that. I will post pictures when I take some. Cause the wings are really fantastic. Blessings, love, and finger painting star dancing.
In health news though, I am still rather sick and feel underwater. But Peter has been taking care of me and trying to convince me to stay home and in a resting state. I'm trying not to let the cabin fever and stubbornness get the best of me. He always is the voice of reason in my world, and so is hard to argue with. I try though. Harumph. But in all seriousness he has been amazingly supportive and understanding through all my insanities, and there are a lot of them that he gracefully puts up with. And so big thanks has to go to him, cause he is always there, even when he is run down and exhausted, he will still go out of his way and there are very few people in this world like that. So blessings and love to him, cause I'm sure I don't give him even half of the appreciation and recognition he deserves. So here is to you Peter, "you rock!"
Okay, big hugs and love to you all. And Gia, I'm going to try writing again. You're right!
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