Rebel, Rebel

I did it! I facilitated my first workshop, and it was amazing. I am lucky enough o have the best people in the World in my life and my session was attended by 6 of them. All from different parts of my life. 2 I've known since I was a teenager, 2 I've known for 6 years from sketch comedy, and 2 from school who are also amazing healers.

The group was very pleasant, everyone got along well. We laughed stress away as we worked with mandalas and affirmations, the two hours went very quickly ending with a balloon hitting the fire sprinkler and popping loudly. Did I mention we were at the library. Where they frown on bare feet. Yes, your humbler blogger was reprimanded for having her shoes off. It is such a vile offense that he felt it necessary to open the door of the room I had reserved to tell me to put my shoes back on. He kept looking every time he walked by to see if my shoes were on my feet. I am such a bad girl.

My school friends were having the same problem I was, we kept slipping our shoes off out of habit. “Oh, crap! My shoes are off again!” We kept doing it, catching ourselves after one shoe had dropped, then crossing our legs and hiding our shoes so he couldn't see our feet. How funny is that. I am all about following rules, but my subconscious didn't get the memo. It thinks no shoes in a private carpeted room is a stupid rule and my lack of shoes kept proving that. Ha!

It's a really good thing he didn't see Kathy and I run up and down the book aisles waving our arms silently screaming...bare foot. ;)