Movement

"God, I love my life."

That's what I hollered at the moon last night. Repeatedly.

Ryan and I pulled off an incredible gathering for the student body in the backyard last night, complete with heaps of food, a keg of Red Menace, and the sweet sweet spins of DJ Manos. What a joy to see the young blossoming doctors of tomorrow whooping and swirling, gyrating and letting go, being in love with being completely human. Good medicine indeed.

Classes for the upcoming quarter:

The Official "How-to-be-a-Doctor" class (ie Physical/Clinical Diagnosis) - we learn to use all our doctor toys and take a history and do physical exams, etc.

Homeopathy - the bells, whistles, fireworks and gongs of serendipity totally went off for me during my first class. A total shocker: after what the last group had to say about it, I was all geared up to completely hate that class. But I listen up when serendipity chimes in...stay tuned.

Medicinal Mushrooms - We get to go tromping through the woods, pick mushrooms, nerd out and ID them, and then we get to eat them. How much more fun could that be?

Naturopathic Manipulation 2 - YAY Physical Medicine class! Anything that gets me back in my body, and teaches me how to assist others with the same is A-O-K with me. Plus, the teacher would make a nice....well, let me not finish that thought out loud.

Counseling - Did someone say Story-time? I dig. I dig very much.

Normal Maternity - This is a button-pusher for me. There's gotta be one every quarter. I am of the sheltered upbringing that pregnant women are scary, unpredictable, fragile, and possessed. That still doesn't keep me from kissing, cooing, and snuggling up to their baby bubbles every chance I get. I love to whisper to the new life inside that there is hope waiting for them out here. eh. Yet another tremendous opportunity to stretch and grow.

....AND that's it! A whopping 17 credits, my lightest load ever in two years. Now I have the time to stretch and delve into all those long-buried extra-curricular interests, such as political activism, good dance, and kink. A sober girl's got to find something to burn off some steam.

Ryan and I are off to get our groove on @ the UnitedSouls/InnerFlight shindig. Hopefully, TM and I can meet up this week. And the movement continues...