brief and belated

I've been working hard to keep my head above water for the last few days. Even though the discipline of making a truth-and-beauty blog entry is part of my sanity strategy, even that was too much for me. With extreme work hours, devastating news from a few directions, high expectations, hormonal fluxuations and threatening migraines, I'm maxed. I've been feeling like I'm at the end of my rope, running out of steam, burning out, falling apart-- all at the same time. Interestingly enough, I'm not depressed. Though I'm not sure how 'interesting' it is for me to discover that I can experience the same kind of sickness symptoms-- in mind, body and soul-- for completely different reasons. I conclude that it's not very interesting at all.

Here are my brief and belated truth-and-beauty notes for the last few days:

Sunday, June 3: An unexpected visit from my sweet R, complete with enormous hug and extended cuddle.

Monday, June 4: A friend called me because she was sure I'd understand what she's going through right now. I did. And she understood me and what I'm going through. It's good to be understood. If you're treadiing water in the middle of the ocean and are afraid of drowning, it's good to have someone to talk to, to hold out hope with you.

Tuesday, June 5: The Living Inquiry exhibit was a huge success. The kids were thrilled, their parents were pleased and proud, guests were amazed and impressed, and I made some great connections to further that part of my work.