A Week in Very Brief

The last few weeks have been about processing, and so there hasn't been much verbalization, written or otherwise. Between Mercury retrograde stirring up old gradu that isn't yet taken care of, normal spiritwork from Circle, internal and external prep for our first sweat lodge/initiation, then the lodge itself, and a medicine bag intensive to wrap it all up, and I've been ... well, toast. With toast sauce. And toast on the side.

It's all been wonderfully good, if hard, but I'm just knackered. I'm hoping to write a few things, a few observations about the night of the lodge and the medicine bag teachings soon, but I think they have to settle in my being first. Like a new bottle of wine, it's all still raw. The experiences need to mellow a bit, to richen, to deepen. All the sediment needs to float to the bottom.

In the mean time, I realized that I have letters to write to my past mentors, thanking them for all the wisdom they've shared with me, wisdom that has allowed me to move on to now.

Things to do. Honors to give.