Well, well, well...

Have you ever met someone who up and quit their job? Just because she could no longer
stand the feeling of getting up and going to a place with no windows, doing something she
didn't love; just to pay bills?
Blog world, meet Daisy Duke...former police officer, turned school teacher/tree hugger/pacifist/peacenik--soon to be temporarily unemployed/about to travel to India, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and Nicaragua/woman whose shoes you wanna be in!
I was scared before I turned in my letter. My boss was surprised and envious, he said. He also said,
"you're livin' the dream"...yes, I suppose I am. It's easier to get up in the morning, and I mapped out
where I want to go---the Galapagos! Can you believe it?! Really, I have a life that people dream about
(sans the job they can't stand...but in order to quit with satisfaction, the story would be no good
if I quit a job I love) Now I am SO not scared.
There is so much to catch up on. I haven't written in 2 years? WTF? so much has happened since then.
I have transformed so many times. you wouldn't even believe the gallons of tears I've cried.
and I've loved a man. an amazing kind, generous soul, who taught me more about me, and love, than I'd learned in all the years prior.
When they say the dark night of the soul, they mean the dark night of the soul.
Honduras a couple more times, then last summer India. India again this summer, and then onto South America. oh geeze, I met my biological father--42 years later AND I have a sister! keeping the sister, for sure--still undecided about jimmy k the bio f.
My mom meditated for the first time, and I halleucinated for the first time.
I miss the jungle, and my passport is calling me from my underwear drawer (which is where it lives when not traveling) I"m about to buy the plane ticket of my life (so far)!
the rocks, the crystals, the reiki, the visions, the tears, the hairdo, the lawn, birds, totems, hawks, turkey buzzards and a snake in the garden this afternoon...and omg facebook! my 2 kindergarten best friends. oh, and my sweet Hawk, who I always thought I'd see again. babies, marriages and divorces...
so much action, change and movement.
it feels good to stretch my writing muscle...I do declare I'll give this another whirl.
love to love ya, baby~