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I thought I'd post another update on how my plans are going:
School: The plan hasn't much changed wrt graduation. However, afterwards it looks like I'll transfer in the Spring if at all possible, because I may need to take one more transfer class first. Also, I found out the Masters program that I want doesn't have a specific Bachelors program associated with it, so I may be free to persue Religious Studies for a couple of years. If I can make THAT happen I'll be deliriously happy.
Physical: That ball has definitely been dropped again. *sigh* It's dropped further down, actually - my back has been hurting lately, which makes exercise harder. I'm pondering swimming more (the pool is so handy, being in the backyard and all), and I know I still want to use my bicycle more when it's not raining, both for my health, and to reduce my carbon emissions. Both of those are mere theory, though, so I can't take credit for the Practice.
Life Skills: Cooking. Mmm, not as much as I'd hoped, but we're still working on that. My Primary SO has cleaned up the kitchen again, finally, so this can resume. I have tried at least to make a point of eating at home, even if it means microwaving something stupid, just to stay in the habit of not automatically leaving the house when I'm hungry. I'm not healthier yet, but at least we're saving money. It's a step in the right direction.
Clergy Training: Slow and steady. I performed an Ostara ritual for Liturgy of the Maiden, and have compared notes with my Mentor, so that's on track. Next will be a Liturgy of the Mother, which will probably honor Yemaya. Later in the year will be a Liturgy for the Wisewoman. I have no idea who I'll do for that, but I've got several months between now and then.
Soul Retrieval: The second round went well. Progress is being made, though I'm afraid my volunteer is having a very rough time of life, and so I'd best be sure I'm doing good work. It's about time to look at round three, though, and I don't think either of us are actually ready.
Cat Memorial: I got my cat's ashes back, and finally got folks together to do a Pet Memorial, open to any with a pet to mourn, under the patronage of Bast. It wasn't quite what I expected, but it does seem to have helped. Last time my cat showed up in my dreams again, I merely turned to ask my Mom why she was there if she'd been cremated.
Wheel of the Year: My lover and I have determined that our New Year, functionally, is round Ostara, not Samhain. This seems to be when I am best able to clean out old dust and treasures, to make space for new life. That makes sense. We're starting a photography project to document how the plants behave at each of the wheel points, as a project in both aesthetic art, and seasonal mindfulness. Wheee!
Oxun: I seem to be at a standstill on Her crown. I'm at a reasonable stopping place, though. I suppose it's possible I'm not supposed to make it any more elaborate, but that strikes me as unlikely. More likely I need to focus on a gift for the Headwashee. I already know what that will be, but I don't have much time to work on it before the headwash. I'm not sure what the ettiquette is on that. Perhaps I should bring the materials to have something to do while I guard the meditating Headwashee overnight.
Oya: I did dance for Her, but I didn't "dance" for Her (i.e. I was not ridden by Her). It was actually kind of scary, spinning like that. Not that spinning scares me, or even that I get off balance easily, but I was seriously afraid I'd spin out and hit somebody. I'm not sure, but that seems to have been part of the point - I know Oya scares me not because I fear Her, but because I fear myself of hurting others.
Now I am in the process of making the third of a set of three necklaces for Her. The first two, for the Whirlwind, and the Market, are already done, and well appreciated by the Mama. I got partway through another while the power was out this evening. Candles lit, beads out, and the neighbor playing whatever he felt like on a lonely trumpet. It was eerie, but very appropriate. The third necklace is for the Grave.
Celtic: Taliesin has made it QUITE clear that I am to begin working with Him developing my bardic skills (this is a bit odd, I suppose, since Taliesin wasn't a god - I'm filing it under semi-divine Beloved Dead and moving on). This both delights and upsets me for reasons too complex to explain here. I have taken up exercises out of a book on Prosody, which is exactly what I have always wanted to do, so I'm very happy now. It turns out the meter I think in most naturally just happens to be traditional for Ballads. I'm not entirely sure what to do with the Irish harp that was given to me.
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