Susan's Road Trip to California--Continued

This is probably the longest road trip EVER. Before it ends back in Texas next year sometime I will have experienced many things from ecstatic spiritual highs to deep humility and pain. In the end I will come out stronger and knowing more than ever. My TX pastor said it best--I have a great CAPACITY to grow spiritually. If only it weren't so hard to do. If only you could fail alone.

Tuesday, September 16, 2003

If that woman makes me do one more slow plie and explains what turnout it I am going to SCREAM!!!! My college ballet class is SO BORING!! I keep hoping she will get up to level with the intermediate students. I have never been in a beginner class that is REALLY beginner. Man!!!!! She talks for at least half the class. She knows so much about anatomy. It is good but for those who know the basics we want to DANCE.

There is some funky stuff happening in my life. That is about the best I can describe it for now. I am okay—it is just funky. And then we have budget cuts at work—like didn’t they know this BEFORE the year started!!! But alas! We got a warning letter that we should watch out. Last hired is first cut. I am not last but still, that is scary stuff. My department head says she doesn’t think I have anything to worry about and she will hear first and keep me posted. I trust her. But she also has no control. Gosh, what if I HAD to come back to Texas to simply live? You know if I do come back I want it to be because God lets me not because CA ran out of money!

Well, my other funky thing involves a person—a good male friend—I love men but they get on my nerves too—who is reacting—or not reacting—in such a way that I am starting to feel it. One more day and then I avoid big time. I am not real good with rejection—I only take so much before I crawl in my hole. Rats!

A Shachah friend called me from New York today after receiving my newsletter—she said I had inspired her to do what she had to do. I knew she was considering a change but I don’t know what? It scares me that I inspire anyone. We are hardly at the success mode of this move yet! But I can’t wait to hear her details anyway.

My good ballet class is in an hour or so. I keep hoping the email will come through. Gosh, do you ever feel like the biggest dope in the world for sending someone an email that you thought was simple? How long does it take to say “sure” or “Call me later” in an email? ARGH!

So much on my mind—not as much personal as things that I am wondering and praying about. This world is a strange place.

Off to inhibit my body with tights and a leotard so I can make it free with dance.



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