Wow, kitty cats.
PeaceBang has certainly been a mouth-breathing space cadet the last couple days!. It felt like it took superhuman effort to host a lunch for 10 colleagues yesterday, and that’s the sort of thing that is usually easy and fun for me. I kept feeling vaguely like I was forgetting something all afternoon, and just felt ungrounded in general. Not anxious, not distracted, just not. quite. all. there.
I suppose some people spend their entire lives in that state, but I don’t and I don’t like it.
I followed the luncheon by stopping by a new Sephora to pick up a few things. Lesson for us all, my dears: NEVER STOP BY SEPHORA FOR A “FEW THINGS” WHEN YOU’RE FEELING SPACED OUT! Ouch, my wallet!
I had the intellectual capacity of a raccoon: “Oooh, pretty! Shiny! Want!” To make matters worse, I got an e-mail message that informed me that Justin Timberlake is now following me on Twitter, which just made the day that much more surreal (I’m sure he has an automatic add-on feature on his account that adds any Tweeters who mention his name, but still. It was hilarious and terribly strange).
Accomplished nothing last night more impressive than eating dinner, stopping by a PetSmart and almost adopting a cat (thank God I was with a friend), then going home and knitting while watching a movie. My dreams were like a Ken Russell movie. The dog and cat huddled close, because they know to do that when Human Mom is under the influence of the cosmos.
Today I’m just grateful that we have an intergenerational Equinox celebration planned for tomorrow. I have a song to learn, and I put together a slide show of evidence of spring for the children’s message. I have a little message for them and a walk-around, all-ages-appropriate sermon to prepare but I’ve already put a lot of thought into it, thank God.
Being what I call a “psychic sensitivo” is a wonderful trait for the ministry except when it over-functions and I feel like an enormous sponge, soaking in all the chaos and yearning in the world. I don’t like to indulge in flights of fancy, but could it be that the earth really was knocked off its axis by the earthquake and tsunami in Japan? And how about the Super Moon? If my cat goes kooky at the full moon, why should I not just admit that it affects me, too? We’re just mammals made mostly of water. We have little tiny tides within us.
So this is just to say, HOLLA, psychic sensitivos! Let me know you’re out there! You are not alone! I’m going to have some coffee and something carnivorous for lunch to see if I can snap out of it. But take it from me and stay the heck out of big make-up emporiums until this phase passes.