What a whirlwind week it had been! Funny how orientation can make you feel more disoriented.
I had a fantastic day yesterday to close orientation week, a day better than many than I've had in a very long time. Really, there were only three things that happened, but they were so very profound to me.
First, a small group of us went to a labyrinth in Oakland. There was a short hike high the hills to find a very decent sized labyrinth in an old quarry pit, brimming with nature. It was a hot and dry day, yet right next to the labyrinth was a marshy area full of green plants. The labyrinth itself was make of stones and plants meandering about each other. The path was narrow and wide, the plants we dying and living, and the area was open and sometimes covered. I had never been to a labyrinth before this, and it was a powerful experience. It was a chance to stand in the presence of thoughts I had been running from this week, and to let spirit move and shape me without the idea of control of the situation. We, as a group, were silent as we individually participated, yet in the times I needed them, I never felt alone.
Afterwards, I went to my last free meal at the cafeteria. I sat with friends, but ended up having a long conversation with Patrick, telling him of my journey to PSR and my reasons. We both agreed the really beautiful part was essentially a great kick to my head in the form of slipping on a bit of water in my kitchen. Small things can be so profound.
While I was at the labyrinth, I decided I really wanted some root beer floats, and then Patrick suggested a movie night when we were talking at dinner. A, meet B, and celebration is formed. I found the grace of Kelly to take me to the store for supplies, and soon enough four others were in my studio to watch Where the Wild Things Are.
It seems so simple, yet so powerful of a movie to make me smile so when it ends. Monday is a holiday that I am so very excited to celebrated, and then classes are in again. Let the great rumpus start!
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