From one transition to another...after a long hiatus

Here we are again, blogging was unsuccessful before, so I am making this blog into a more educational tool. As most of you know, I am going through massage school, and for those of you who might not know, one could go through quite the transformation when learning these techniques.
While I may not be amazing at tracking my own spiritual transition, I might as well use the blog I have to record the different things I am learning.
So, excuse the look of the blog, it will be under construction for....well, this is me. So it will be awhile. Thanks!

So let's start this.(Wanders away for a few weeks... comes back, stumbles upon draft of blog)

And there you have it, folks. My determination is still the same as ever.

I have started school and realized the importance of synchronicity.  Most everyone in this school has done some soul searching. Most everyone believes in the power of healing, and energy. That there is something "more" driving us.
When I thought about massage at first, I must admit that I wasn't sure why I wanted to do it. Possibly for the money; the chance to be self employed. Mostly, I want to help others heal and have a hard time articulating my feelings of sympathy or empathy. For those who know me, they say I'm a hugger; touch-y feel-y. Physical contact has always been the way I express myself, and even through the times of inappropriate behavior I experienced (we all do, I'm sure) as a teen/young adult.
Now, I am coming to terms with the level of touch and comfort; the amount of energy needed to help others, while keeping enough to help yourself.

It's funny how life will take you where you need to go. Even if you deviate from the path; even if you didn't know where you were going in the first place...it will always give you the choice to go back to what you love to do. Or maybe it's just life repaying it's karmic debt.
So, in life's little dips and turns, I thought I had severed my connections to a local world of amazing Fantasy-play; The world of DnD, gamers and faires. Until recently. Recently, through friends of chance (meeting this person and getting closer to them was a complete coincidence (or was it???)), I came upon an opportunity to intern for a local make-up company. I thought I would just get to go to conventions and peddle their wares, which is all well and good by me, I don't get out enough as is.
But no. I get a request for help with a local production. This production has brought back to my attention the things that pleased me through out high school. The people I used to know, the jokes we used to laugh about and the activities I never really understood but always was excited to watch. It may just have been that I wasn't ready at that time.
But in arriving at this destination in my life, I don't think it would have presented itself had I stuck with the path I was on. Well, I suppose I followed my path, regardless, and it brought me to this place now.
I never thought I wanted to stay in this town for long, now I find a whole new (well, not new at all, I guess) sub-culture. Reasons to stick around. Maybe even a business venture in a few months time. Home is truly where the heart is.

Maui, you did me wonders.
Enbizzle, Tates and all the rest (especially a mow and a saint) have helped me find who I CAN BE and not just who I AM.

On a personal note, I have been getting higher grades now than I ever have before (other than art class).
I do my homework in record time (for me).
I study for hours before a test.
I opt to do more art instead of video-games...but still play with the friends I adore. BTW, damn you all for leveling up your characters without me!

/end ramblings