I was so hoping that my next post here would be one about all the amazing progress I've been making, so that I could offer encouragement to this community as I've been receiving from the other ladies here. Alas, all progress has been overshadowed by a bigger issue in my life these days. However, I would like to take this opportunity to mention that recent posts by Hotspring and Mitziky have been incredibly encouraging and motivating. Thank you goddesses.

I think that was me that said earlier this week to Marnia, “If I can survive this, I can survive anything.” I was talking about the fact that I am in the midst of the most intense week I’ve had yet in my college career. Midterms are kicking my behind, and the university I am transferring to in the fall has been sending me loads of information about what lies ahead for me as a student, and most of it requires some kind of immediate action on my part. It might as well be written in ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs at this point, because it’s all making very little logical sense.

I have had so much going on lately, that I have barely had time to think! My new companion and I have been having some really enlightening discussions, and I just have to say that I think our new friendship has been a blessing.

I realized that the comment I posted on Thursday evening about my accomplishments this week was quite a leap from my last post. I had written about a very traumatic experience, then disappeared, then reappeared talking about activism and public speaking. Even reading that myself, I get confused. So I wanted to post again to explain how these things are connected, all things being relative to the work I'm doing now within this community.

I think I explained it pretty well in an email I sent to a friend the other night, so I'm just going to repost that here:

I posted my first blog here about 12 days ago, and I’ve realized something very important in the time since. Intention is incredibly powerful. In the days leading up to that first post, and for several days after, I woke up nauseated and unable to eat most of the day. This has happened to me before when I’ve attempted to address the issues I am here to address, only now I am making the connection.

I may have waited too long to start participating in this group, as I now have so much to say that I hardly know where to begin. I suppose I should start with the basics: I am 29. Female. Single. I am a college student, currently completing my second full year at a California community college, and preparing to transfer to a university to pursue a degree in history. I also work, assist my elderly grandmother, and recently took up political activism in my spare time. In other words, I am very busy and generally very tired, but mostly content.