Promotion ceremony was Tuesday evening.  Only 6 of my 140 failed to earn sufficient points to move on.  Two of the 6 only missed by a single percentage point and could have fixed it in time to walk, but didn't.  I even called their parents, but nothing.  I just don't get it.

Wednesday morning I woke up feeling yucky.  By 1:30, when my administrator sent me home, my temp was up to 102.  NOT FAIR!!!  I finally have a few minutes to catch up and I'm too sick to enjoy them! Fever broke this morning...just in time for me to make a 3 hour dentist appointment tomorrow.  Next few weeks should be a bit less stressful, so I'll have some time to recharge my batteries.  Then back to school as a student and a less taxing summer job.  Life is good.

Good day to you all,

Life is a journey, or so I have heard. Mine has been a drift...moving with the tides of the needs of those around me...living on hope because I never knew. Life has changed and I have made a choice. What has been done in the name of "God" would make any true god ill! If I am never to "know", I choose to hope in a Goddess and God whose primary commandment is to first do no harm. Thus far the only hope I find is among those revere Mother Earth. I may never know, but at least I am comfortable.

I was brought up within an immigrant culture that accepted a sort of 6th sense and women of power. I have longed for a home where those things that I learned as a child have place. A group of people that are comfortable with the gifts I cannot deny, but most believe exist only in my mind. So MY journey begins. This time I may be adrift at sea, but that's better than being a dingy towed along on someone else's course.

Consequently, I really don't know what I am or what I believe. I'm exploring, tasting, touching, giving place to all those things unacceptable, even blasphemous while I was in tow. Please take the time to share what you have learned, what you know with this inexperienced traveler.

No photo yet, it is just that I don't have a digital to share. Shadowa comes from my storyteller nature, for when a story is well told you remember not the face of the teller, but the image she paints. I suppose that is part of the reason why I have no photo...

Look forward to meeting you and sharing a few steps along our journeys.

with respect, blessed be