Puddles...
Jan. 28th, 2005 04:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aquabeanIt always rains on my birthday. This is a good thing though. In a place as dry as Southern California can be this kind of weather is needed. Without it even the desert plants shrivel and die. This morning was bright, sunny, but then the clouds rolled in and the afternoons was heavy with an oppressive darkness. But it's raining now, and everything feels better. Weighted differently, clean, new.
The headache is gone, thanks in part to lunch. The caffeine in my Coke probably didn't hurt either. It was a quiet affair, lunch, mostly because all three of us were starving. But on the way home I was able to wax philosophical on the state of the world at large and those things which are a part of living in a "First World" country. Conclusion: Even if our traffic is bad, we take our infrastructure for granted.
Living in an office is a surreal experience. Came back from Wings and Things to find that my cubicle had been decorated by the HR ladies. Rather resembles a circus tent, in fact. There's even this crazy sort of crepe-paper rainbow coloured disco ball hanging from the ceiling. *grins* I couldn't help but feel loved. There are streamers and weird decorations all over the desk and hanging from the ceiling -- someone even found leftover Christmas decorations, because they know I dig the random.
Checked the flist after lunch too...and...*hugs flist* You guys are brilliant.
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karose wrote something for nightfallrising and myself that...*sighs* Hit home is in this incredible way, is all. Got that good tight feeling in my chest.
Thenyuki1013 drew... well, just go look. I sat here for a long moment looking at it and...didn't want to have to explain to anyone why I was sitting here with tears in my eyes, but this was good too. Really good.
Andranalore made me a birthday card and sent me an email Saiyukie drabble. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
wildelamassu says she's sending stuff in the mail (like REAL mail *boggles*) and KA with the standies, and then snowyheart wrote a fic for Night and I too, even with all her school work, and -- *overwhelmed*...
I sound like such a sap. *grins* I am such a sap. But now, without the headache, I can been the big ball of fuzz I usually am, and...you guys are just too good to me.
pvt_tiger sent me an email that managed to register even before lunch though...
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us.
We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?"
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others.*
*She said she got from the wall of the woman in the cubicle next to her. I guess sometimes the things you need to hear come from unexpected places after all.
The headache is gone, thanks in part to lunch. The caffeine in my Coke probably didn't hurt either. It was a quiet affair, lunch, mostly because all three of us were starving. But on the way home I was able to wax philosophical on the state of the world at large and those things which are a part of living in a "First World" country. Conclusion: Even if our traffic is bad, we take our infrastructure for granted.
Living in an office is a surreal experience. Came back from Wings and Things to find that my cubicle had been decorated by the HR ladies. Rather resembles a circus tent, in fact. There's even this crazy sort of crepe-paper rainbow coloured disco ball hanging from the ceiling. *grins* I couldn't help but feel loved. There are streamers and weird decorations all over the desk and hanging from the ceiling -- someone even found leftover Christmas decorations, because they know I dig the random.
Checked the flist after lunch too...and...*hugs flist* You guys are brilliant.
karose wrote something for nightfallrising and myself that...*sighs* Hit home is in this incredible way, is all. Got that good tight feeling in my chest.Then
yuki1013 drew... well, just go look. I sat here for a long moment looking at it and...didn't want to have to explain to anyone why I was sitting here with tears in my eyes, but this was good too. Really good.And
ranalore made me a birthday card and sent me an email Saiyukie drabble. wildelamassu says she's sending stuff in the mail (like REAL mail *boggles*) and KA with the standies, and then snowyheart wrote a fic for Night and I too, even with all her school work, and -- *overwhelmed*...I sound like such a sap. *grins* I am such a sap. But now, without the headache, I can been the big ball of fuzz I usually am, and...you guys are just too good to me.
pvt_tiger sent me an email that managed to register even before lunch though...Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us.
We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?"
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others.*
*She said she got from the wall of the woman in the cubicle next to her. I guess sometimes the things you need to hear come from unexpected places after all.
