Final day in Las Vegas, and I wisely hung out with some of my co-workers and had a rad time. (There were almost 30 of us there from the Billings area!) It might have been a good call to hang out more and be less of an introvert. My delightful co-educators included me any time I asked. I’m just really bad at asking or accepting invites. We went to New York. Yep, it’s exactly the same as the real thing. We also went to Hawkins, Indiana. #strangerthings
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Poster paper pics are from a breakout session on generations and learning to REALLY understand the generations we are teaching now, Z and Alpha. Our facilitator, Brandon Jones, said “it’s not saying better or worse. It’s noticing how the differences are significant.”
I learned a lot.
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The whole thing was worth it. I know I was a bit salty about Vegas energy in previous posts. For a sensitive empath human like me it was so much of “no, that’s not my energy, nope that’s not my energy either.” In Las Vegas it was extremely hard for me to disengage from being an open receiver.
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I think that’s why I liked talking to my Uber drivers-I could take in one energy at a time and focus. As a child I would have LOVED Vegas, it would have made me giddy with excitement for sights and sounds. And then I would have crashed HARD and would have had an ADHD fit. Now that I’m a yogi I know crashing is never going to happen because I won’t get there on purpose. Staying aware of my energetic needs instead of pushing myself to be on the go was exactly the right call, even though I felt a lot like a weirdo for doing so. No one thought I was weird. I just was an anxious bunny that needed retreat.
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After an exciting and challenging return to Billings due to canceled and delayed flights, I am home with my beloved and our animals.
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