It is that time of year. The time when my bedroom starts to ressemble a theatrical costume department, the days suddenly start racing by far too quickly and The Day approaches with panic-inducing velocity.
Not that I am starting to panic, mind you… I’ve been doing that quietly for a while already… even though I know it to be unnecessary. It is more of a habit… and something I feel I should do, rather than anything I know I need to do. In fact, the energy wasted on panicking would be of far more use rummaging under the bed in the remnants of the house move, going through the still-packed costumes, robes and accoutrements to find the things we are going to need for this year’s annual workshop.
Which is in less than three weeks…
There are parcels winging their way from all over the place, converging on my doorstep. Words still appearing on pages and ideas being explored… the oven will soon demand my presence and I hope to goodness I don’t need to dig the sewing machine out again this year!
But… this is the best bit. When the majority of the work is in hand, the countdown has begun in earnest and the excitement begins to build.
Once again friends, old and yet-to-be-met, will soon be packing their bags and heading for Derbyshire from as far afield as Scotland, Europe and America… and while we have to make sure that all is ready and organised, it is they who will make the weekend workshop special by their presence and enthusiasm.
For us, there is the humbling knowledge of the enormous distances that are travelled by those coming to the workshop …a combined mileage far greater than the distance around the equator… every year. No pressure then.
So, if it is a little quiet around here for the next week or two… you’ll understand why! The Feathered Seer is flexing it wings and preparing to leave the nest…
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Reblogged this on Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie.
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I am looking forward already to reading of your progress, Sue. Almost as good as being there!
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I’ll be telling as much as I can, Jaye 🙂 But I wish you could be there 🙂
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I’ll be there in spirit, as always!
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I know x
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Good luck, and I hope it goes as smooth as a calm ocean on a summer day! 🙂
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As long as we get shore to shore I’ll be happy 😉
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Looking forward to reading about it …
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Thanks, Fransi. I look forward to these weekends all year 🙂
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I know. Enjoy 😊
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I will 🙂
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👌
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As do we! 😀
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Ah, wish you were here 😉
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Almost made it this year 🙂 but the budget didn’t stretch quite far enough. Was hoping the exchange rate would fall a little more in our favour than it did. 🙂
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Then I’ll keep my fingers crossed for the economy to be kinder 🙂
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Can hardly wait…
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Not long now 🙂
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Deep breath.
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Several, I think, John 🙂
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Yup.
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Sounds more like excitement than panic, Sue. Well, maybe a little pressure thrown in just to make it interesting. 🙂
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Ah, I do love this time of year…but we do have to do our best to get it right 🙂
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I’ve decided that my own embodiment calls for complete nakedness so look out…
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I should maybe mention , ‘not in front of the children ‘ 😉
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Worry aside, it IS a good feeling to know something is going to happen and you will enjoy it. I’ve been following you for a while, so i know this is one of the high points of your year. Maybe the panic is part of the fun?
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I think the panic is a sort of habit, Marilyn.. it wouldn’t feel right without it 🙂
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