Forgotten Gift

Last night I was searching through a variety of notebooks for a story fragment that is particularly pertinent to my spiritual life right now. I found two other fragments of the story, but not the episode I was looking for, which was quite frustrating.

However, in the process of going through my notebooks I found something I had forgotten: a note from Lohain, one of five he left hidden for me after our first two days together, after he had to leave to go home.

I had been stunned when I found the first note, because when I met him Lohain carried an energy that was fierce and passionate -- but not particularly romantic. The gesture of leaving lovenotes, however simple, floored me, made me realize just how much he did care, and how much of him I had yet to understand.

To re-discover this note now, within days of the anniversary of his death. . . It's a very special gift all over again.

It Wasn't Just Me

I called my replacement this afternoon, and was treated to a good ten-minute vent about Miss V, using the same language I did: condescending, snippy, out of line. She talked about how an incidednt this morning had thrown her totally off balance, how her attempts to clarify things had only resulted in more condescension, bossiness and general unpleasantness.

All I could say was "I know exactly what you mean."

Two weeks ago, The New Admin's attitude was "So long as she's good at her job, I can make it work." Now, she's saying that this could cause her to leave the job, even though she loves Dave.

I advised her to get the other new admin, and both their bosses, and have a confrontation with Miss V's boss. Unless he comes down hard on her, there's not going to be change.

I'm not happy that someone else is suffering the slings and arrows of the outrageous Miss V -- but I do have to admit that it's nice to know that I'm not the only one to be reduced to frustration and helplessness by her.

I am so glad I'm elsewhere!

Google Image Meme

1. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.

2. Go to Google Images and search for that word.

3. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results (don't tell me the word).

4. Do this in your own LJ, if you wish.


ETA At least one NSF image in comments.

This Evening's Wolfling Report

1. Wolfling spent part of Sunday playing in a ukulele band at a folk music festival and most of Saturday shearing llamas. (I had no idea prior to this that her father has a friend with a llama ranch!)

2. In the midst of making dinner this evening, she hurled herself on me, wrapped her arms around my waist, and said enthusiastically, "Mommy, I love you!" and then repeated it for good measure.

3. After dinner, I was telling her a little bit about an upcoming initiation I'll be undergoing, plus the story I was trying to find last night (which I found this afternoon!) and her eyes went wide as she immediately understood the resonances between story and upcoming rite of passage. Then she said, with utter seriousness: "Mom, I'm pretty sure you were a priestess in every life before this one."


My Wolfling is way cool.

Fiction: A Prophecy

( I found the story I had been looking for last night. Mythic fiction -- including a bit of background -- behind the cut. )