Friday 13th...

... is never a Black Friday for me...

and last Friday was no exception...
 

In fact, it was a pretty good day... apart from boy's separation anxiety and distress that I was leaving him at home because he couldn't come with me...

I was mentally prepared and operating in the flow of the now, called in the energies on my way into town and could feel the love and support of the wonderful, caring people in my life...

Every step of getting into town - the 6.40am ferry, getting printing and collating done, having some coffee and a muffin and turning up in plenty of time - just fell into place... 

Even the weather was nice enough to not be too cold and to gift me with some sunshine...

Long, long court process...

Weird and unnecessary dance...

No lawyer, but a lovely domestic violence victim advocate standing by my side for moral support...
 

Lies and manipulations...

Commissioner we've had before - which may or may not have been fortuitous; usually it's a crap shoot and the person sitting there up on the bench has no idea what's been going on, what is the history and often misunderstands/misinterprets the issues AND is time-challenged and doesn't like/want to wait for it to be explained to them...

Anyway... after the dance was over, and the Commissioner had made sure we all knew he was in charge, I:

 

Got the Protection Order renewed for another year...

Had the Contempt of Court decision deferred for 60 days - boy's father has to undergo three reconnection therapy sessions with boy before boy has to go visit with him, which I had been pushing for; and

It seems the Child Support monthly amount may be reduced a little but not sure - commissioner didn't agree with the figures presented by son's father and the worksheets have to be redone - and I have some leverage to take action to offset or reverse that... AND it's time to manifest a healthy level of income...

All-in-all, a win... another one - the 6th or 7th I've had, representing myself...

Next step is a mid-March trial to decide about going back to Australia...

The cold/flu I have been keeping at bay found a way in late in the afternoon, probably because of the lack of sleep over the previous 24 hours and the post stress let down, so am feeling like crap...

It's been snowing today, and we're on day two of a three-day weekend... lovely...

Full Moon Jitters...

Lots going on... internally and externally... but...

Not sure that's why I've got the jitters...

Usually am on a natural high at the full moon - if I was a wolf, I'd be out there howling!

Am usually just "singing' all through my being, in exhilarated resonance with the energy...

But last full moon and this one...

Nothing really 'wrong'; things not ideal but not terrible either - it will all play out as it should...

Anxious... jumpy... grumpy... irritated... tense... impatient... wanting space - my space - which I don't have...

Filled with anticipation/expectation/excitement/dread... joyous and terrifying at the same time...

Angry and frustrated at the world and where it's at  - watching it devolve even further... 

Wondering: if this is how crazy it is now, what will the final death throes of this system be like?

Pissy at the patriarchy - guess living in a house where testosterone predominates doesn't help, especially watching confused, sad, angry teenagers butting heads with their elders...

Wishing they would stop wasting their time and energy in pointless 'games'... 

Wishing the whole world would just STOP IT...

 

And this too, shall pass... in it's own good time and in it's own way...

Pep Talk...

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