Deep Breath. Here I go...!: Happy 2010!

I've been meaning to check back in for awhile, but overwhelmed with work and travel, and not wanting to sit at the computer, I have been uninspired to do so...until now!

It all started with an 8am post-shift craving for a bean tostada and a fountain drink after three nights of working the graveyard (which means leaving home around 6:20pm and arriving home around 8:15am). I spent all 3 nights tending to a 35 week old baby (> 1 month early), who was having some respiratory issues and needed to be tube fed and oxygenated. Working with my shifts in a row like that basically means that I disappear from the "real" world entirely, and go into a semi-zen like state of sleep, drive, work, drive, sleep (Repeat x 3), and really I prefer it that way, because then I don't try to squeeze in any sort of outside distraction (or pleasure). I just get into the groove and go with it, and honestly, it goes by relatively fast...the only thing is, I loose track of time completely, and since the hospital is not my ideal place to spend my time, I usually come out of it feeling like I'm wasting my life a little...but regardless, on with the story! (and mind you, I'm positive in the end, because if it weren't for my lifestyle, events would not unfold like they did tonight).

So tonight (well now that I write this at 5:38am, I mean last night) I slept in after my last shift until 6pm (tostada coma). I then went to a meditation at a dojo from 6:45-7:45, showered, and then my friend Patrick came over to salsa dance and chat in my kitchen until about midnight. I then went to Corazón, where my friend's funk band was playing. Thankfully he put me on "the list," so I got to breeze on it, and I was immediately blown away by the jam my ears were hearing...It turned out that John Popper of Blues Traveler was in town to record a record and jumped up on stage to jam out on the harmonica with them. I threw my funk down, and danced with some boys who were traveling around the wild west from Nebraska. I then proceeded to close the bar down with the band (and John Popper, who kissed my hand on the way out), something I never would have done in my normal waking life, as I'm generally (and supposed to be) a morning person.

As everyone was leaving, two guys were trying to call a cab, and I offered to drive them home instead. It turns out that one owns 6 regional radio stations and the other is a musician/producer. Needless to say, I arrived at a phat pad and they invited me in. I figured, why not, really? It may be nearly 4am, but I'm on night shift schedule. So I went in, warmed myself by the fire while drinking wine, hot-tubbed under the stars and brightly shining crescent moon, checked out the production studio, got some free music, and had a generally faaaabulous evening! They invited me to go skiing, so I just may take them up on that soon....
I returned home, and was still wired, so went for a sunrise hike while intermittently writing this.

In other news:

We've had some drug addicted babies recently, which has motivated me to contact a non-profit to come to Española called project prevention, which gives drug addicted women $ to go on long term birth control like IUDs or to get their tubes tied.
I'm trying to ward off becoming the fat nurse by doing lots of hiking and exploring around Santa Fe. The land is so beautiful and strange here; I love it! So I'm basically never hanging around home: either working, sleeping, dancing, or exploring. Lots of outdoor loving to be had here.
I had a nice Christmas in Santa Fe, albiet nontraditional. I had a Solstice/Festivus couchsurfing party the week before. My work party was two-tiered: one at the casino (naturally) for the whole hospital, which involved the finance guy karaoking "Baby Got Back," and a party for my unit with the traditional New Mexican Christmas foods: sopapillas, tamales, red chile beef enchiladas and green chile chicken enchiladas (of course), pumpkin roll, and a big delicious bowl of guacamole. My sister and brother-in-law (Kristen and Dave) came down Christmas day from Denver and we ate Indian food and went hiking. And on Christmas Eve, I did the gallery stroll down Canyon Road with my wonderful roommate, Amanda, to enjoy the farolitos (luminaries), bonfires, and carolers.
For New Years, I went up to Colorado for the 20th anniversary show of a bluegrass group called Left Over Salmon at the Boulder Theater and got to love up my old friend, Sarah G. I found myself high for about 5 min in the hot-boxed theater, despite not smoking a sniff, and giggled my head off about the idea of stuffing all the fallen glitter into my pants.... On New Years day I hiked around Golden with Kristen and Dave and checked out Lo-Hi, where they are hoping to re-settle.
Now that's it's 2010 and I'm finding myself a little more settled in New Mexico (though still traveling a lot domestically for congresses/workshops and still debating a move to Albuquerque for school or the outlying areas of Santa Fe), I'm thinking more about what I want to manifest and culture in my life....I see salsa dancing, yoga, honing my healing skills (be it reiki, chinese medicine, and/or midwifery), ever-more mindful eating, and living in a community that inspires me to live a more connected and intentional life...with lots of laughter and dancing of course! Let's see what kind of magic I can conjure!

Sending everyone love, peace, and fun surprises this new year! xoxo, Rachel