Back from Canada and my ankle works again. Well, I guess August has flown blow, I spent most of August in Brisbane waiting for the birth of my 12th grandchild. Elodie arrived safe and sound and a week after her due date, my birthday. The Canadian trip was very rewarding with quite a few people attending my session on matters related to the end of life. I had a few tricky questions on death and dying to answer, but it was enlightening to think that some people do not realise that Celtic people have their own spirituality. This concept seemed incredulous, what a pity that all the witches were burnt and their consorts were punished and banished from the earth. I noticed tonight on the news that there is a resurgence of Celtic spirituality concepts in western countries. This has been a long time coming.
I am writing my Ph.D. again, slowly, as I have passed my date now, the urgency to complete does not seem so necessary. It is done, now just rearranging words, to suit the final copy. I have also spent August rewriting the book chapter and that was a marathon. It has gone in again so now I wait to see if it has been accepted.
It’s really late at night as I write this, and I am only just getting started on my assignment marking. It’s a long haul marking papers, trying to keep awake while I am lulled into complete boredom. I have also started back at work as the clinical educator, working with students. This is a nice change from the hard slog of the wards.
Until next month, I will see how far I get on my writing 🙂