Goals Check-In: Week 6 of 9 (Spring)

Upon waking, i remember dreaming about books, personal libraries( , and other random stuff. )

I was half listening to the trauma exercises as i was headed to sleep last night -- the voice is rather lulling -- and i was struck by a comment he made about being curious and how that's incompatible with the fear/trauma reaction. That might be why the genealogy is such a great escape for me: it's a space where i can be deeply and persistently curious but i have no expectations around a particular goal. There's nothing in it for me that triggers judgement of my past work -- unlike how i've been thinking of a crocheted gift to my father as very poorly crafted, which triggers a cascade of reflections on other poorly crafted gifts, or how work can bring up, as it did last night, a sense of failure as i realize that i didn't "follow through" on getting details to folks for this that and the other.

I can't loose myself in creating, but following my curiosity with research (but not experimental work) is both an escape and a delight. I am so happy the 'net makes such a deep amount of research possible so easily. It isn't to say that i don't enjoy creating and experimenting, but it's not as much a *recovery*.

( the usual )

Haiku of Yesterday (not particularly inspiring, but it's what i did)

Wet Monday morning
In heavy commute traffic.
Rainbows in the spray.

(no subject)

Overwhelmed and exhausted. Life is good, just i'm very aware of pressing issues -- pressing me right to sleep.

Celebrated a colleague's 30th anniversary of employment today.

Tempted to start work early tomorrow and try to keep plowing through the details. Worry about balance.

Walked at the end of work , with my boss. Now have blisters.