Thanks for this forum Havi!

So now what I is…

… an amicable 4 weeks while I wait to move into said house and for our friendship to survive intact.

… to paint while I wait and to find that THING that I have been too scared to find in my work. That thing that makes me different.

… to be able to let go of the sad and not buy into the drama.

What I will do…

paint. dance. sing. Listen and comfort but keep myself separate. For the next four weeks.

Yay! New house by the sea…(just sang that)

Then again, I would never have time to perform the CBT myself, as I am too focused on the Helping the Pilots Fly the Plane Technique.

And I’d like to thank @Lean for writing my personal ad for this week. It relates to my most recent blog post, in fact. (Which I recognize is itself a contradiction in terms!)
.-= Heidi´s last post … Maintenance =-.

@Hannah, that is a fine technique. I think I will try it.
.-= Sonia Simone´s last post … How to Quit Being a Badass =-.

Prayers for quiet, smooth travel and no hands-on by the security people.

About my previous (and first) VPA, I had a moment of clarity in the shower in which I got an overview of how all of the work I’ve done in the past has led me to this point. How it makes sense NOW that I’m where I am work-wise. I hadn’t realized how much a missing piece that was until I had it, but it was keeping me stuck in a variety of ways that are now shifting.

So this week, what I want:
-some forward motion on how a blog and social media fit in with this.

How this might happen:

I downloaded the call with @pistachio about non-stragegy last night and am going to listen/read when those kiddos I mentioned give me the space, so I could have a flash of insight during or after the reading/listening,

Post-Shiva Nata or post-Nia ephiphany,

Something else I hear or read will spark another shower insight,

Some other way I can’t even imagine yet.

What I will do:
Show up to do the work and pay attention. Keep dancing and arting and getting ready for my Right People.

Bless you, and ALL creators, infusors and translators of Beauty. We need you, and the art you long to do. May our money find its way into your redemptive pockets. On your behalf, I call forth Ease and *Rewarded* Expression.
.-= Erika Harris´s last post … What color are you? =-.

Oops, distracted with the singing.

I don’t like to put the very personal ads on here because I think (a) good grief, I don’t want anyone to see how silly I am, and/or (b) what the heck do I want anyway?

But you know what I should do? Yup. Just put up or shut up.

Wanted: Insight into how to find and approach those with power to book musical acts (such as mine) into appropriate and hospitable venues. Bonus will be given for silencing the voice in my head that says, Why is it so hard for me yet doesn’t seem to be hard for other people to find these gigs? Wah wah wah!

Compensation commensurate with experience. ;-)

1. Letting myself be pissed off and slightly depressed. (I’ve never languished in bed for hours, EVER and I’m considering it today) f-bomb, f-bomb. hee hee.

2. In this new church I went to, the sermon was unbelievable dull, people were 50% on to way to being dead, and I couldn’t stop hearing an evil voice in my head, saying “Christ Almighty”! (like Kathie Griffin) and then laughing inappropriately.

So “Christ Almighty!” to you!!!

Also, being chased my cabbages in my imagination and hunted by frosted cakes makes me laugh even in these ka-ka times.

hugs hugs hugs,
Christina from Taos!

I don’t want fame, or wads of cash. I want to live in a house/apartment that isn’t riddled with crime or in disrepair, to have healthcare coverage (despite a laundry list of pre-existing conditions), to be able to go out to eat a few times a week, and to take a vacation every few years (maybe even out of the country!).
I want to be able to do the thing that drives me, and sustain myself financially with it.

That, however, is not my personal ad.

My personal ad is: I want to be wrong.

Every time I start to think about how I might accomplish my dream, I get shut down by my own brain:

“Not enough people will buy your art.”
“You’ll never make enough money to survive.”
“You’ll never get non-employer-based healthcare coverage, with everything that’s wrong with you.”

I want to be wrong in thinking that these obstacles are insurmountable. That’s what I can’t accomplish without help.
.-= Jen Mathis´s last post … An abrupt change of plans. =-.

Coincidently, I’m flying to Perth this week with the children and my personal ad has kind of written itself.

What I want:
I want for a safe, quiet, calm and peaceful flight. I want child one to sleep (as we are flying during her nap time) and for child two to be so enthralled by the plane and the snacks and the lunch tray that he’ll forget to ask me for anything so I can put my feet up and relax for four hours.

How this can happen:
I can use the baby calming technique and maybe massage her fingers while I do it and acknowledge her tiredness or sore ears if she is having a meltdown. I can provide some in-flight entertainment in the form of books and a yummy bag of popcorn for child 2, (and maybe massage his fingers as well) and give him the window seat. If all else fails, I can hope that other passengers know of baby calming technique and send good vibes our way.

My commitment:
I will use baby calming technique on any other babies having a sore time on the flight and send some good vibes to the parent as well. I will do my very very very best to remain patient and calm and not to think too much of how annoying it can be for others to have a baby on the flight (which normally just sends me into freak out mode, with the kids). I can go with the flow and ebb of the flight and let it be as it should.

Over and above I’m flying to a remote area within Western Australia with my beautiful hubland for a day, while the kids play with their baby sitters! I’m sure I’ll enjoy that and will send baby and baby sitting calming technique to my awesome, brave friend watching them until we get back.

Thanks Havi, as always a wonderful ritual. Love it! xxx
.-= Marilyn´s last post … Your child’s second year of life! =-.