I've been home from Asilomar now for almost a week. Where does the time go? I had a wonderful, magical time.
I've sat down a dozen times ready to write and tell you all about how nervous I was preparing for a venue I've never been too. About how I waffled between uncertainty and surrender and about how wonderful it all turned out. I've sat down a dozen times ready to write and tell you about how beautiful it was there - the scenery, the setting, the light of the coast, the salty smell of the air, the twisted, sculptural trees, how I didn't take NEARLY enough pictures, the eager students trusting in my ability to share something inspiring with them, the looks on their faces and they watched and patiently awaited their turn to play - those same faces morphing throughout the day from anticipation to frustration to pride by the end of the day. I've sat down a dozen times ready to write and tell you how grateful I am for each and every student. Every. Single. One. Grateful for their time, their energy and most of all, grateful to those who kindly and respectfully gave honest feedback and wonderful ideas of how I could improve the experience more for the next class. I've sat down a dozen times ready to write and tell you how blessed I feel to have dear friends who have opened their hearts and shared feelings with me, who have invited me into their space with other friends to laugh and share more stories. Thank you. I've sat down a dozen times ready to write and tell you how nothing in the world means more to me than seeing the sweet and natural and unrestrained joy in my daughters faces when they don't care who's watching....for the dear husband (here, dipping into the sacred headwaters of the Sacramento River at the base of Mount Shasta....mmm....delicious ) who supports all my efforts and encourages me - reminds me I'm capable in the most gentlystrong way imaginable. I've sat down a dozen times ready to write and tell you how exhausted I am - how amazingly, physically challenging this whole reality of globe-trotting and teaching is for me - and how it's worth every ounce of energy and then some...but...because i am so busy I won't take the time to tell you all these things. :) Instead I will keep soldiering forward preparing for the next round = Valley Ridge this coming weekend. Just a day and a half after returning home from that, our little family will be jet setting to Virginia where I will teach three and a half FULL days of classes there.