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grim23OK, so now six people have said to me that I sound stressed and tired.
I seem to have good reason. One of my clients, after trying really hard to kill herself, remains hospitalized. My right leg has a torn muscle that makes seiza, and any real stress on it, very painful, despite a leg brace. Another friend may go to jail, and another has escaped from jail. Dissertation. No internship. Money. $200 Stupid tax. My parents have moved to Texas. My Little Girl has a kidney infection, and I know she's hurting and I cannot make it go away. My BF isn't in a good headspace. I was not able to work the Darklady party. Samhain, the Time of Change and Death, and the end of the Chaos Cycle, looms, and I become more introspective. I have a new name, but haven't been named, which may help. My Little Girl and I are entering into the possibility of a higher commitment after discussion and negotiation, but her concerns and stress about her schoolwork reduce her time. And just today, I found out that in about six months, I will be replaced as Clinical Director due to a downsizing of the psychiatrists and staff and replaced with a strictly administrative person, although I can and will resume a full-time practice until my Internship.
But, the Fortress of Solitude continues to solidify and grow stronger, as empty boxes leave and the boxes for Goodwill grow. The Asian themes create calm and strength. My class continues to go well at Willamette. Phaedrus is well. My Sister seems close to being through much of her stuff, and that is very good. The Czarina had a good birthday party, and I am a Steele's Dojo Karate All-Star. I winter-camped at a magical place with Tamarta and with an Elder, and forged a start of a new friendship. I have had good scotch and a fine cigar. And, my BF and my Little Girl love me.
“The ultimate aim of the art of karate lies not in victory or defeat, but in the perfection of the characters of its participants.”
- Gichin Funakoshi
I seem to have good reason. One of my clients, after trying really hard to kill herself, remains hospitalized. My right leg has a torn muscle that makes seiza, and any real stress on it, very painful, despite a leg brace. Another friend may go to jail, and another has escaped from jail. Dissertation. No internship. Money. $200 Stupid tax. My parents have moved to Texas. My Little Girl has a kidney infection, and I know she's hurting and I cannot make it go away. My BF isn't in a good headspace. I was not able to work the Darklady party. Samhain, the Time of Change and Death, and the end of the Chaos Cycle, looms, and I become more introspective. I have a new name, but haven't been named, which may help. My Little Girl and I are entering into the possibility of a higher commitment after discussion and negotiation, but her concerns and stress about her schoolwork reduce her time. And just today, I found out that in about six months, I will be replaced as Clinical Director due to a downsizing of the psychiatrists and staff and replaced with a strictly administrative person, although I can and will resume a full-time practice until my Internship.
But, the Fortress of Solitude continues to solidify and grow stronger, as empty boxes leave and the boxes for Goodwill grow. The Asian themes create calm and strength. My class continues to go well at Willamette. Phaedrus is well. My Sister seems close to being through much of her stuff, and that is very good. The Czarina had a good birthday party, and I am a Steele's Dojo Karate All-Star. I winter-camped at a magical place with Tamarta and with an Elder, and forged a start of a new friendship. I have had good scotch and a fine cigar. And, my BF and my Little Girl love me.
“The ultimate aim of the art of karate lies not in victory or defeat, but in the perfection of the characters of its participants.”
- Gichin Funakoshi
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Date: 2005-10-25 10:36 pm (UTC)