We’ve been teaching the Girlie to swim since the weather got warm enough. I had no idea that teaching her would be this difficult. Its not that she’s afraid of the water. I could almost deal with that. It’s that she has absolutely no fucking fear at all.
Picture this: She’s got on a snorkelling mask. One of those masks that fits over both the eyes and the nose. She’s wearing this and her little pink waterwings. And DIVING into the deep end of the pool.
When I swim up next to her – not touching, mind just in arm’s plucking reach – she giggles like mad and pushes off me with her little feet, heading for deeper water. Nevermind that she cannot really swim well (read: at all).
She’s bound and determined to take the wings off, too. She doesn’t feel like she needs them. Indeed they are apparently holding her back from her Esther-Williams like glory.
*sigh*

That’s my Girl. Fearless and a bit of a show-off. Gods how I love that kid.

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

I.

I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost…I am helpless. It isn’t my fault. It takes forever to find a way out.

II.

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in the same place. But it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.

III.

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in…it’s a habit. My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.

IV.

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.

V.

I walk down another street.

-Autobiography in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson

Oh, I’m tired. I was awake all last night (til five AM) and got up with the Girlie this morning at 8. Then off to internship! Whee. But I’ve only three more massages to go tho and I am through with internship.

*rawr*

Notice to all my Austinite type friends:
I am helping with a Peace Celebration at the Unity Church of the Hills tomorrow. It will be at 7PM in the foyer of the church. The official explanation sez

“The Maya culture points to a very particular date, December 21, 2012 calling it “The Closing of the Cycle” or the “Great Shift” …
July 25, 2004 is called the Day Out of Time … and was prophesied as the beginning of the shift. It is the 365th day of the Mayan year – a day for forgiveness, freedom and a celebration of natural time.

We call on you to join in a celebration of peace in the shift away from the old ways of seperation toward the vision of oneness and peace. We ask you to write a personal intention to be offered to the Fire later (that night). This can be a prayer or a promise which comes from your heart.”

I will be one of the speakers in the circle. (I have a very limited segment – like 1 minute). But I am inviting you to come and join in our prayers for peace.

:::EDIT:::
This is for SATURDAY not Friday as this appears to be. I was very tired when I wrote it. My bad.