Your Home's Aura

So I know this already sounds bad to all you rational people out there- in the new age-y sense bad - but i gotta say this. Your home's aura can really make a difference.

I AM SOOOOOO GLAD I MOVED!!!! IT'S LITERALLY LIKE A BREATH OF FRESH AIR.

This is what it's like now:

so when I say aura, I mean the atmosphere that you pick up on when you enter someone's house. Some people may be mean, rude, or standoffish, and their living spaces reflect that; you may be uncomfortable and the air feels stuffy and claustrophobic. Other homes and people are more inviting; they and their homes are very open, filled with light, and are happy. You find yourself spending a lot of time in the common spaces - kitchen, living room - with friends and family.

This is legit. Whether you notice or not depends on whether you normally notice these things. But even the most non-perceptive person can pick up on these things - it just may be expressed as creepy, weird or happy and good.

So yes I am 100% glad that I moved. Living here is so much better. I can only thank the creator for providing the opportunities to arise and allowing me to take them. aho.

Online Class

I can honestly say that this class makes me very happy.

I mean, a discussion forum dedicated solely to discuss the relevant topic at hand - whether it be on federal indian policy, assimilation, the use of the word "Indian" and its alternatives - filled with people who want to learn, eager to discuss the topic, and have wonderful insights based on their personal experiences... it makes the intellectual in me drool, makes me 10 times more garrulous and eager to share info....it fills the intellectual yearning in my heart...pretty much perfect!

We were just discussing the topic of names and how one of our classmates has 2 names  - one is her traditional/real name and the other is her government name. I quoted LeGuin (one of my favorite writers ever) in response.  One of my classmates responded back with more LeGuin!:

Elizabeth:

There is a passage in Ursula LeGuin's book "Dancing at the Edge of the World" found in the her essay titled " A Non-Euclidean View of California as a Cold Place to Be" that I think of often.  Ms. LeGuin wrote " What the Whites perceived as a wilderniess to be "tamed" was in fact better known to human beings than it has ever been since known and named.  Every hill, every valley, creek, canyone, gulch, gully, draw, point, cliff, bluff, beach, bend, good-sized boulder, and tree of any character had its name, its place in the order of things.  An order was perceived, of which the invader were entirely ignorant.  Each of those names named, not a goal, not a place to get to but a place where one is: a center of the world." 

Now I feel bad that, as a LeGuin aficionado, that I haven't read it yet. Link+ here I come. :)