Foggy Mountain Retreat!

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So today back to the real world after a long weekend women's retreat in the mountains of North Carolina. A weekend where at times I was all over the spectrum. I felt out of place, in the right place, touched, humbled, strong, supportive, weak, out of control, laughing hysterically, joyous, and giving. I did many things-made arts and crafts, made smores from a rock fireplace, wore butterfly wings, slept very well, ate a little too much at times but learned a lesson from that. I played games , sang, and walked in the fog and rain. I drank plenty of hot tea and spiced cider, blew bubbles, prayed, and played charades with a large group of laughing friends who were not playing charades. And I wasn't drinking.

Our speaker, at one point, seemed to veer completely off the topic and addressed a subject that was featured in my nightmare of last week that had plagued me so. I felt what she said was a significant message for me and I felt blessed.

In the end, I learned a lot but was overwhelmed. There was so much to take in, and I was over saturated. I think I'll take away many lessons. One lesson is to just take my time. I can only do so much and that's ok. Better to soak it in slowly than to get flooded over. Another lesson, to lighten up! God loves me.