a few small endeavors

[rm]

Beginning Sunday, I will be volunteering at a yoga center 3 hours a week, in exchange for 6 free classes per month. I haven't practiced yoga since I was a very small child of hippy-ish parents, and quite frankly, I'm rather intimidated by it -- as I'm profoundly not flexible in certain areas and have a feeling this is going to unhinge some of my random unfocused issues in odd ways. However, this is one of those things, I have a clear understanding of needing to do, and it's a good arrangement in a bad economy.

I have a phone interview for a stage management opportunity tomorrow -- I just wish I could remember what the hell it was for as the email was unspecfic and I send out so many resumes for so many things.

Megan is currently off graduating, and I had a lovely lunch earlier with her family in celebration of the big, although probably anticlimatic, event.

Being very commenting in other people's journals today. Feeling not like I have wisdom so much, but a good ability to grab people's shoulders, move them about three inches to one side or the other, twist them about twelve degrees and say, "No, look at _that_." Which raises an interesting and troubling metaphor that keeps coming into my life from bizarrely disparate places -- there is magic in this world, and clergy and the altar upon which it is wrought. Finding my place in that particular metaphorical schema and getting over it and on with it is probably my greatest challenge.

Which leads to my penultimate point -- been doing some writing lately that's tapping into some really really strange stuff for me. There are things in my life that have always been a subject of pursuit for me, and having recognized their unreality has made them no less necessary to salve my wounds from the world and so I write people, in order to find, that which was never meant for me.

Finally, I don't consider myself to be a very private person, however, I'm learning the value of mystery, both in the name of self-amusement and as a way to control the lenses others see me through.

Comments

[endogenousardor.livejournal.com]

I absolutely adore seeing the word 'penultimate' put to use. It's a favorite word of mine, ranking right up there with 'cacaphonous' and 'orb', and I don't think it gets utlized nearly enough.

And thanks for the twelve degree twist and the point in the right direction. Don't hesistate to apply a swift kick in the pants if you determine it's necessary.

[lawnrrd]

When you comment in my journal, it's usually to say plainly what I most need to hear, which is often what I most don't want to hear. I don't know if that's wisdom, but I'll take it.

[genders.livejournal.com]

Good thing I saw you twisting endogenousardor. Is this the new hot spot?

[rm.livejournal.com]

Yeah.
Finally, right?

[espidre.livejournal.com]

When I was last unemployed, I started keeping a log of all the resumes I sent out, and related phone calls. I am absolutely awful about remembering peoples names so keeping a log was very good for helping avoid those awkward moments.

I'm definitely pulling it out and reviewing for the next job hunt coming up (most likely the end of August).