This is a think i'd lost when i was healthy and working. (My career was school counseling, mostly in a ghetto school, but also in some other interesting locations.) I was overwhelmed with the magnitude of my work, and had grown far too serious. Becoming ill, i suddenly had time to free the joy. Seems odd, but there it is.
I will read your stories. As i said, i'm not sure how far *back* i'll go, but i'll surely keep up with daily installments. The very first one was..... high-impact.
I do hope they are not ALL like that one! *whew* Capi has to keep stress down. *smile*
This is not to say i did not enjoy it, k? You are saying i will know you better for reading these? I am hoping this is true, but then again, i do like the more direct method, too. Can i please have it ALL? *grin*
This paragraph "As for what I am, I'm a dreamer, an ex wizard, a comedian, a writer, an ordained minister with a non denomiation organization. I've done counseling, am married, raised hundreds of children through their teenage years, did live theater for 35 years before my lateshift work caused me to retire. I've been to two Ren Faires, and I fully expect to go to a great many more." raises a b'zillion questions. An "ex-wizard"?? Oh, please explain! and hundreds of kids?? Oh please? More more!! Interestingly enuf, i have a fairly extensive theatrical background, as well. And i've been a rennie for..... *calculates then throws the calculator across the room* ...a very long time. *grin* We have some BIG things in common!
Role-play is healthy and good. In balance, of course. RL needs to have it's place. *L* I wonder if todays children will be able to do that.
I agree with you about the whole gaye thing. I'm a very fundamental, right-wing Christian, but i completely disagree with the church on this issue. Human nature seems to seek out ways to hate, ways to *justify* hate, and that, imho, is a thing to fight and resist with everything we have.
Zach is sixteen. He blogged in panic when he came out to his folks, and a few times after that, and then he was locked away in this Love in Action program for two months or so. He had utterly captured my heart with his situation and his anguish. Love in Action is a place run by right-wing fundamentalist Christians and one of the primary goals there is to *cure* homosexuals. *meltdown* Zach was unable to communicate with the world during this time, and a HUGE "following" emerged, all in support of him. However, with no input from him, you can see much of it was based on emotion and speculation, and the picture is yet unclear.
Zach is now attending his normal high school and his friends do not discuss this with him. I have managed to make contact with him and nurture a tiny budding friendship, but the whole thing is fragile, and i move slowly. I pray for healing and growth for the lad, and for his family. The emotional impact of all this was very high this past summer.
*wonders how lucid that account was*
Any road, I am in Sacramento. I became disabled via the nasty toxic mold you have heard about, and now have CFIDS (chronic fatigue etc) and it has altered everything for me. I have not worked since '97 and there is really no chance of my returning to my previous career. This does not mean i will never heal. That part remains unknown. But the nervous system apparently does not recover even if the rest does. *feh* So. I'm home. I have a 15 year old son who now has a mom devoted solely to him (without 500 siblings every year contending for my attention), and a husband who works away from home part of each week. We are very ordinary. *grin* And very not.
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This is a think i'd lost when i was healthy and working. (My career was school counseling, mostly in a ghetto school, but also in some other interesting locations.) I was overwhelmed with the magnitude of my work, and had grown far too serious. Becoming ill, i suddenly had time to free the joy. Seems odd, but there it is.
I will read your stories. As i said, i'm not sure how far *back* i'll go, but i'll surely keep up with daily installments. The very first one was..... high-impact.
I do hope they are not ALL like that one! *whew* Capi has to keep stress down. *smile*
This is not to say i did not enjoy it, k? You are saying i will know you better for reading these? I am hoping this is true, but then again, i do like the more direct method, too. Can i please have it ALL? *grin*
This paragraph "As for what I am, I'm a dreamer, an ex wizard, a comedian, a writer, an ordained minister with a non denomiation organization. I've done counseling, am married, raised hundreds of children through their teenage years, did live theater for 35 years before my lateshift work caused me to retire. I've been to two Ren Faires, and I fully expect to go to a great many more." raises a b'zillion questions. An "ex-wizard"?? Oh, please explain! and hundreds of kids?? Oh please? More more!! Interestingly enuf, i have a fairly extensive theatrical background, as well. And i've been a rennie for..... *calculates then throws the calculator across the room* ...a very long time. *grin* We have some BIG things in common!
Role-play is healthy and good. In balance, of course. RL needs to have it's place. *L* I wonder if todays children will be able to do that.
I agree with you about the whole gaye thing. I'm a very fundamental, right-wing Christian, but i completely disagree with the church on this issue. Human nature seems to seek out ways to hate, ways to *justify* hate, and that, imho, is a thing to fight and resist with everything we have.
Zach is sixteen. He blogged in panic when he came out to his folks, and a few times after that, and then he was locked away in this Love in Action program for two months or so. He had utterly captured my heart with his situation and his anguish. Love in Action is a place run by right-wing fundamentalist Christians and one of the primary goals there is to *cure* homosexuals. *meltdown* Zach was unable to communicate with the world during this time, and a HUGE "following" emerged, all in support of him. However, with no input from him, you can see much of it was based on emotion and speculation, and the picture is yet unclear.
Zach is now attending his normal high school and his friends do not discuss this with him. I have managed to make contact with him and nurture a tiny budding friendship, but the whole thing is fragile, and i move slowly. I pray for healing and growth for the lad, and for his family. The emotional impact of all this was very high this past summer.
*wonders how lucid that account was*
Any road, I am in Sacramento. I became disabled via the nasty toxic mold you have heard about, and now have CFIDS (chronic fatigue etc) and it has altered everything for me. I have not worked since '97 and there is really no chance of my returning to my previous career. This does not mean i will never heal. That part remains unknown. But the nervous system apparently does not recover even if the rest does. *feh* So. I'm home. I have a 15 year old son who now has a mom devoted solely to him (without 500 siblings every year contending for my attention), and a husband who works away from home part of each week. We are very ordinary. *grin* And very not.
What else?