A bit of Reality

I've seemed to hit a bit of a slump on the workfront. Up until now, I've been happily going off on my own and assissting preschool teachers. As my position on paper denotes that I interact with a counterpart from the department of education, I now struggle to muster up ambition. Our personalities are rather different and have led to much misunderstanding. I'm trying to meet her in the middle but often feel as a wounded dog in her presence due to her unwillingness to budge. I'll play the game, jump thhrough hoops, whatever the metaphor you prefer and will get back to feeling good about what I'm doing. I realize we all encounter times like this and I try to be ever the optimist and see the silver lining. Mom, you were right, I need to toughen up and her seeminly cruelity will be the key to open that door.
On the bright side, things probably aren't as bad as they seem, as all things here are intensified.
Positive Updates:
1. My visits to the orphanage which I saw as a theraputic safe haven, have proven to be beneficial, other than to the babies. I see the caregivers interacting in a more developmentally appropriate way. Afterall, it's when we step into peoples world and just be ourselves that change usually occurs. I'm also excited to start to create a nursery feel to the physical environment, since my friend there has given my artistic expressions a thumbs up.
2. As far as my preschool teacher friends go, I feel they have the roots and I now am standing back to watch them soar, which is a beautiful and rewarding sight to behold. I'm encouraging them to hold demonstrtative workshops which I hope to arrange in the near future. I now want to increase my work circle to include visiting more rural schools.
3. After speaking to our district administrator (aka Mayor) about my goings on in her district, she's been delighted with my passion and success. She has also given me a few areas to set forth on to the "forgotten populations.' She sees a real need to include the young ones in the grieving process, right up my alley. As well as seeking to improve the lives of the special education population, which is all too often seen as a sense of shame and punishment from God.
4. Just today I've begun to plan a play date for the little ones in the community in conjunction with a friend of mine that runs a school that is on a ranch. So even as I read what I wrote for my blog, things are looking up and I refuse to let pety things bring me down. I'll focus on my love, the kids!!
So, as I spend some time in the "waiting place" I am stirring up thoughts as to how to tackle new endeavors. I look forward to our school break in a week, when I'll be able to befriend the Indian Ocean. I will be meeting up with a dear friend, whom is leaving in Nov., and heading to Durban and down the coast. It will be an amazing time of R & R. As much as I love my mountains here, I know the ocean lies on the other side and I long for the opportunity to meet its acquantence.
I have some pics of the babes that are now all crawling and have just started to stand on their own, no walls needed. I also have a few shots of my mountains as I reconnected with them to gain a peaceful feeling. Bobbi Jo sent me with one of her beloved bears, Blue Crystal, and she was also cativated with the scenery. Love to you all, thanks for being a part of my journey.
Peace Out