It was a quiet day, a lonely day, a day of letting go. I continued to deal with my disappointment over the cancellation of my gig with Bhagavan Das which was supposed to be this coming Sunday. I continued to process that I've walked through the doors of the 'Seed for the last time. Who knows if it will even be there when I get back? These are the types of chances I am taking, going away for so long.
After an obscene amount of phone tag over the last few days, I finally connect with dear Lisa and we had a lovely chat. I felt a little bad sharing some of my disappointment and negativity with her, as I am usually the relentlessly positive Public Icarus! when I am around her, but I think the mark of a good friendship is when you start to feel comfortable enough dropping your guard here and there. We're going to see each other on Monday night, which I am looking forward to.
The day was redeemed by the gathering this evening of the PBT, that sublime group of woo woo folk, solitaries all, who come together every month to form the most badass magickal thinktank (NOT a coven!) this side of ... well, I've never actually experienced anything quite like the PBT! Different traditions, different paths, different experiences, but always that unity in our diversity. We laugh. We talk about real things. We eat chocolate cake. (There must ALWAYS be chocolate cake!) As always, we missed our fifth member, but as always, I held the space for him, until he returns to the table one day.
After being up 'til after 4 last night, I think I will head to bed.
Maybe a bit more Charles de Lint, though ...
One can never go wrong with Charles DeLint! I just picked up "Promises to Keep" as Jilly is one of my favorites among his characters.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my blog and saying hello and making me wish for chocolate chip cookies!