all these moments that i've missed please forgive me, won't you, dear? please forgive and let me share...

Wow, I feel like I skipped a few days of my life by not blogging yesterday. Well here's the things that is new and interesting in my life:

So I am reading this book that a friend of mine told me I just had to get because it so applied to my life and because I am an "intellect" who should be an academic. I am reading Women Who Runs with the Wolves. It is a cross of the Jungian arctypes (psychology) for women and fairytales/legends/tales/anything that could be passed down through oration as being slightly surreal or mythical. This includes a story from just about any culture, race, religion or creed. Anyway, one story is about Valissa (she reminds me slightly of the little cinder girl, but in Lousiana but actually I think it is Russian) and how she is learning to trust her intuition. The story is a great way to show how women learn about breaking away from their mothers and becoming a woman, listening to that still small voice called intuition. This is something that I have been working on here recently. I find that the innate self is inherently good, whereas Jung and Freud believe differently, but they are entitled to their opinions too. Back to the subject at hand: Because I believe the innate self is inherently good, it leads me to believe that the still small voice, women's intuition, the Holy Spirit, what ever you want to call it, is a leading force for me to become a better person and in all possibility the best person feasible for me. Now, there is a wierd spin to this. While I am studying about this intuition in the Wolves, I also do a daily meditation. It is a Melanie Beattie book that gives a small experience, strength and hope section, usually following a theme or two a month,and then gives a prayer. The end half of the month has been about intuition. She says that, first it is not gender specific. Second, it is something to be practiced in places as simple as the grocery store. What a great idea! Typically, the grocery store happens on Thursday. This I am looking forward to trying. But I get the idea that I am supposed to try it anywhere and am begining to listen very quietly to the "God voice" as she calls it. In another book it is called a conscience, and still others it is called a God-conscience. These are all things that I think about and write about when I get stuck on a machine called the CMI, which measures metal thickness for non-nickel, nickel, zinc and brass plated parts for the manufacturer I work for. It has a four and a half to ten minute window between measurements so I go crazy with books and writings, because there is not really time to do much else.

Last night I went to have dinner with friends, that both John and I were invited to, it was the wrong week again. This is twice in one week that we have done that. Both were to far away destinations too (last time it was Dahlonega and this time Homer!). Hopefully, this will not be a chronic syndrome for me. I am not interested in randomly driving to places, only to find out I am lost. Although I felt that way after delveing into the Wolves yesterday. I read until I was lost in thought and couldn't read any more.