Happy August!
It's August 2, 6:46 a.m. as I write from Colorado. In a month, September 3, I leave for Spain. It's becoming more real by the day. There is so much to do, and I am constantly thinking and re-thinking. Of course, this week I am having my period. I suppose that is what is first and foremost on my mind, where will I be able to take care of those needs, etc. Once again, I am so grateful for having gone on the Vision Quest before taking this longer trip because of everything that I dealt with there. Somehow, I will manage. That's just all there is to it. Not doing this isn't an option. It has nothing to do with what anyone else might think, or even the loss of the money on the plane ticket...it's that I would have let myself down more profoundly than I ever have before in my life. And I can't, I won't, live with that. So, I'm going. I realize I may not finish, due to time, or other unforeseen circumstances. That is all right. At least I will have gone and mad...