It's Sunday and this is our 6th week of wishes - we skipped week 5, if you were counting and confused.
My husband’s new puppy is finally…. A rumor, and not just a wish. A lot of uncertainty about this along with the relief, and possibly some gratitude when it becomes more than a rumor.
All of my wishes for a Reminder of Ease, Solitude, and Thinking came out as a week off from writing these posts. I’m not sorry.
Something did, in fact, happen that created a safe place for me to process all the grief, and that created some room to come to terms with some truths about authority and friendship and the Arena. A breath of gratitude that this happened, and a second breath for awe around growth.
What do I want?
This week, I am excited about a new project, one that I’ve scheduled time for this summer. It’s a ripe, juicy berry of a thing, and it poses a paradox: in order to protect this ripe, juicy excitement, I absolutely cannot, must not, shield it too closely. When I get in too close, too protective, my clumsy feet step on it, and squash it. The only way to protect this tiny sweet thing is by letting it grow - and that’s so hard. So there’s my big want - I want my tiny sweet, juicy berry of excitement about a new project to be allowed to grow. I want to give myself permission to be excited.
The last time I called on this superpower, the words left my fingers and zoomed off into the ether. So I’m asking a second time: this week, I am calling in the superpower of Finding My Alter-Ego, code-named Scooby WHO. This is a search for the best version of me to handle the current events - what might she be like?
How to play along
Because safety is a core value for me, I am asking that comments in this space avoid all the ugly things: shame, blame, judgement. I am asking that disagreement and discussion be polite, respectful, generous, and open to vulnerability.
Because community is healthy behavior, I welcome you to comment, to share your own wants and wishes, to discuss wishing with empathy with me and with each other.