Through the magic of trying to discover where a 2 year-old request came from, I had to delve back into some older e-mail archives (how is it that I can remember or suss out a 3 year-old password?). In this archive, I also have some older journal entries, some nearly 15 years old. It's amid some of the mundane details and sometimes laughable commentary, there are some genuine observations.
I do this periodically, if only to remind myself where I was, and to get a sense of what was important to me at the time. It also gives me a sense of how far I have (or haven't) come in the intervening years.
Things that haven't changed: the exercises and repertoire I was working on (Eye of the Needle and Bloackhead in September of 2000, my seeming need to yank myself out of my chair by the shoulders (as evidenced by my first AT meeting with Sandra), my sensitivity to people entering late the sitting space at the beginning of a sitting. Oh, and I still can't count out loud while playing.
Things that haven't changed: the longer-term impact of my Level 1, and many of the people and things I was exposed to that week. Reading my very limited notes (I'm not particularly adept at journaling during courses), I'm interested by what struck me enough to write down, and how much more my memory can fill in. I must have had a few moments where I was present.
Doing some writing now, some of which might become public. At this point, I'm getting inspiration from a couple of places (Seth Godin, Kevin Kelly) and will probably look at JGB's Witness and Transformation before putting anything out, but at the moment, there are a few interesting short-form ideas percolating. I'm also pulling a numer of older ideas out of my archives to see if they are worth fleshing out.
I also feel a change is coming on, but it needs to be directed. There's a bit of wild energy available to me, and I have to be careful. Darker, dangerous things lurk, and while they can be valuable and useful, better that they have some direction before action.
