The Hogwarts Express

Its not very day that your young lady turns eleven, now is it?

Actually it only happens once, and we are planning to make a proper big deal of it.

So we have spent the better part of the last two weeks putting much of our energies into creating a fabulously magical birthday party for my sweet girl's eleventh.

Any proper Harry Potter fan will already know that the eleventh birthday is a big deal; the age at which a young witch or wizard will receive their letter of acceptance into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

This could so easily get way out of hand- between my obsessive compulsive tendencies, my genetic predisposition to over-doing things (especially decorating), my secret desire to be a party planner, my tendency to get lost in fantasy worlds, my own love of (and desire to believe in) Harry Potter and Hogwarts, family and friends coming in from out of state just to celebrate with us, and a strong desire to make this a truly magical day for my daughter as she gets her (surprise) letter from Hogwarts, (along with a ticket to The Magical World of Harry Potter at Universal Studios at start of term this fall)- needless to say, I am having a hard time finding a boundary here between having a birthday party and recreating every detail ever mentioned in seven Harry Potter books!

I mean, is there really a difference?
Somebody please say no!?!

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Precious Gift

Friends are mirrors of who we are, our struggles, our strengths...

They are lamp posts along our path in life, showing us who we are, where we've been, and where we're going...

They are our sisters, our brothers, our fathers and mothers, they are ourselves, and we are theirs...

I am you and you are me...

I am the student and you are my teacher, what can I help you to see?

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Occupational Hazards of a Seeker

It's slowly starting to dawn on me that my tendency to think that everything in our past has brought us here- to this place and time- and now we're done and can stop and rest, perhaps permanently...

may be an idea that it's high time I let go of...

This was not the end, the final destination; it was just another step on our journey, and soon it will be time again for change.

I'm beginning to see the spiral pattern in this movement, and feeling the time has come to let go of linear thinking.

Such is the life of the gypsy hearted former conformist...

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