Catching Up

First day back at work after a life changing trip. Comments about how relaxed I looked, how good I looked, and from the kids, how pretty I looked. I told everyone that the way I looked reflected happiness. 

I realised how much of what happens at work is unnecessary and the impact we would make if we worked together that bit more. 

My room was trashed. Chairs and tables askew, and rubbish all over the floor. 


Not sure it all shows up in this photo. I’d usually be cross, but I took a moment, shook my head, made some comments to my class, and we straightened it up. And, so much unnecessary paperwork. If only we could just teach – what a blissful job it would be. 

It was so nice to catch up with my friends. That feeling of normalcy sweeping through me, except that I’ve changed. I had to email my boss about my plans for next year and am now awaiting a response. But I have developed a feeling of strong empowerment; I feel infallible. Not in an arrogant way but just like a clarity in my brain that is permeating every pore. 

I know who I am. I accept who I am. I like who I am. 

I feel integrated. Like many parts of myself have come together – finally. It’s only taken forty five years lol. And, I’m excited about the next phase of my life. 

I wish this for everyone. It’s lovely. 

😉

Oh, I also went to the doctor straight after work. Ankle is soft tissue damage only so should heal very soon; if the official x-ray report shows differently they will call me tomorrow. And I have contracted a virus from the little girl at the school. I’m approved to work; I just can’t talk much. Or move much. Basically, if I’m quiet and inert I’ll be right. 

😂

Namaste 🙏🏻

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