In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of ritual and self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
After TWO consecutive Chickens that were both #168. Yes.
Okay! Here we are.
The hard stuff
I forgot how completely all-consuming teaching is.
We are now on the fourth day, incredibly, of the eight day voyage that is Crossing the Line, and oh wow. It is intense.
So I didn’t have time to chicken. And when I did, I wasn’t really in the headspace for that.
Apologies for the lateness. We’re here!
This now seems like a million trillion years ago but I was not feeling my best last weekend.
Nightmares and scariness and not sleeping.
So then I had to miss the Rosebuds bout. And dance class. Twice.
Ohmylord so busy.
Yes well, there’s that.
Teaching is awesome and it’s also really powerful.
Yes, this is also a good thing, but it requires a lot of presence, and a lot of recovery.
Screw-ups! And then: having to apologize for screw-ups.
Three hard emails to send to clients about changes. Ugh. Sorry sorry sorry.
The night when sleeping was off.
Sleep! It’s my favorite thing in the entire world.
So when it’s not working, nothing is working.
The good stuff
The massive amount of stuff I managed to get done before Crossing the Line began.
It was pretty mind-boggling, actually.
I had some of the most productive days I’ve had in my entire life. And I wasn’t even at Rally.
Including dispatching a massive box of iguanas.
And getting what felt like hundreds of things done.
I got to leave some marvelous presents for me-in-a-few-weeks.
And then when I got to the Playground there were all sorts of presents for me-now from me-a-few-weeks-ago.
Yay. Conscious entry. It’s helping.
Crossing the Line.
So I’m teaching this eight day retreat/voyage thing called Crossing the Line (password: haulaway), and it started Toozday and it is amazing.
Everyone there is smart, sweet, funny, creative, kind, goofy and delightful.
The Playground is filled with happy sighing and giggling.
We are having epiphanies like mad and everything we have done is working.
Love love love love love. This might be the most fun event I’ve ever taught.
I am SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!!!
Let me tell you this wonderful thing…
This is what one person at the Crossing said the other day:
“My realization on the second day was so completely amazing/perfect/mind-blowing and so EXACTLY-WHAT-I-NEEDED that this entire experience would have been worth it just for that. If I got nothing else (and yeah, fine, there have been hundreds of other things), I’d still be completely beyond-happy. I wish I’d known it would pay for itself in the first two days. The rest — unbelievable as it is — all feels like a bonus.”
And here’s what someone else said today:
“It’s like I have carbonated sunshine running through my body, and everything is changing and everything is better.”
Yes. The Crossing. It is that great.
Also we already have three sign-ups for *next* October. So maybe see if you can make it and try to make something happen. Scholarship available.
The Future! It is here.
We can take credit cards at the Playground now. Through our merchant account.
Yay for the Toy Shop! Yay for fewer administrative back-end procedures!
We updated the events page!.
Big new stuff.
We were able to announce my workshop in Boulder, Colorado.
And then it filled! But then the studio told us we could actually have more people there, so there’s a little more room.
We are going to have a brilliant time, I can already tell.
My second-favorite number. Not because of slot machines. Because of the 777 Building (childhood landmark).
This week I was in the Pirate Log and saw that the First Mate had checked off more items off his list, and there was a note that said see the 777 things that have been checked off.
That’s a lot.
Take that, monsters. We are ACCOMPLISHING THINGS!
And having a party.
Second-funniest phone moment of the week.
Me to Siri: Set the timer for three minutes?
Siri to me: Don’t overcook that egg!
That is now my response to everything.
Several of the wonderful people at Crossing the Line decided to dance Thriller with me with a bunch of strangers in the middle of a street fair.
Then we ate mac and cheese.
Best. Day. Ever.
Playing live at the meme beach house — it’s the Fake Band of the Week!
Background? Ez and I make up bands. Stu (retired Bolshevik-fearing voice-to-text software) once translated “people will hate me and be jealous” to “they’ll hang out at my Meme Beach House“. It’s just one guy.
This week’s band, playing an all-burlesque show at the Playground as we speak.
The Easy Transitions
Though, of course, it’s really just one guy.
Hallo Hallo! I am saying Hallo Hallo. Announcement time.
Picture me wearing that crazy hat…
- You won’t be able to Rally in April, August or October next year. January and June are both really close to full. If you’re thinking of rallying a Rally, this is a good time to sign up. Rally!
- November’s Great Ducking Out rally-retreat is sold out, but you can come to next year’s. Registration for the 2012 Ducking Out is officially open.
- Come to my workshop in Boulder! The Schmoppet will be there too…
I think that’s everything? If not, I’ll add stuff to the Very Personal Ads over the weekend.
That’s it for me …
And of course you can join in my Friday ritual right here in the comments if you feel like it.
Yes? Anything hard and/or good happen in your week?
And, as always, have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day, a restful weekend and a happy week to come. Shabbat shalom.
p.s. There’s complete chicken amnesty — join in at any point in the week (or not) and it’s no big deal.