The Community Fun Day (or Ieuan’s 7th Birthday)

Well I spent most of my son’s birthday (August 20th) working. The area I work in had organised a Community Funday and I needed to be there to help out. At midday I picked up Heulwen and Ieuan (my wife and son) along with my mother and grandmother and took them to the Funday. Generally it was a good day, although I spent most of today writing some constructive criticism about some of the things I felt went wrong and possible suggestions to improve it next year. I managed to park the car today (in work) about an inch away from the car in front, so a Good Parking Day, it actually perked me up a bit. Yesterday was also fun as I was working on a ‘Giant’ costume for the Bonymaen Carnival. When I finish the costume I should stand about 9 ft tall. The giant represents the ‘Green Man’ of Celtic pagan tradition and also represents the element of earth. A lot of the artists working with Bonymaen are very enthusiastic about the Giant and have helped me out a lot. Thanks Gang! I booked some holidays today too, so will not be in work from this Wednesday until the following Wednesday (August 31st). Until next time…….

That Friday Feeling

Well its Friday…… It seems as thought everything is on hold at present. My present contract (as the GSP Community Worker) ends on August 31st. Fortunately SCVS have offered my my old job back Assistant Community Worker), which I am grateful for. However it will be a drop of £7000 in my salary, which will be a challenge to cope with. For some reason I am hanging a lot on September 1st. I seem to be waiting for an all powerful moment in my life which will change things for the better, even though somewhere inside part of me knows that there will be no change, just some wishful thinking. A couple of years ago I was ‘in the grove’, enjoying work, losing weight, exploring shamanism, etc. A really wonderful time, What went wrong? There are so many facets to my life at present, and to be honest, none of them without complications. I actually envy the ostrich which buries its head, at least it cannot see it coming. I cannot remember the last time I did something beneficial ‘just for me’. It would be nice it I could perhaps go for a walk up the hill again and do some ‘visualisation’, although when I do go up the hill it just saddens me to see what it happening there (car fires, animals being killed, fly tipping, etc.) Kilvey hill is no longer a place to relax and have some quality time, so perhaps I need to find somewhere else. I wonder if I will delete this blog or keep it here as a moment in my life…… Gareth, aka the Kilvey Shaman aka the Lord of Dorkness