Creating Space
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greenstormThis remains an uncomfortable space in which to write. I feel like my elbows will poke people, like my words won't ring. Ignoring that, I'm going to write in an attempt to take back space. I will allow myself to be personal again, and I'll remember that anyone who doesn't wish to read only needs to stop going out of their way to be here.
Talkin yourself out of a tree, Greenie? It may work.
My life continues, love poetry aside. It's got the same elements, mostly, though with the new year I've shrugged my shoulders a little bit and the old skin is beginning to crack a touch. With the new year something new will be born, as is the case with every new year in my life.
I'm feeling impatient, ready to shed constraints. I'm moving from the old place, where I took what was easy, to a place where I'm going after things I want that require effort. I read a post today about someone's distinction between daydream-type dreams and goal-type dreams. He mentioned that he had more of the latter nowadays. I'm in the same sort of boat. I'm ready to say "I want" to things in my life that I might fail at and that'll knock me around a little.
Since I'm done having relationships knock me around emotionally, and I'm done knocking my feet out from under myself in terms of work, it's time. I need something to give me some bruises, no?
This little jaunt into retail has reminded me that it really is important to me to make money -- not a ton, but enough, and doing something that I can be intellectually or spiritually absorbed in. I'd like to sharpen my mind again because it's dulling. I'd like to make enough money to take some more classes and I'd like enough money and/or job security to have kids in three or four years. So that's work.
I need a home to live in. I'm on the way towards figuring out what that means. It may mean finally doing what I said I'd do last fall and move out on my own. It may mean more negotiations with my current living situation in this house I adore with people who are, well, human... and possibly something of a roommate switch. We'll see, but again I need to avoid that trap wherein I'm constantly in a state of waiting for things to get better.
My rats, my garden, and cooking all remain great, important things to me. I need to get out more, though, in an exercise-and-sunshine fashion. Since money for kayaking or climbing isn't going to materialise, this likely means running at first, and getting around to doing that biking I said I was going to do (though cars do still scare me to bike around much). I will not spend all my days off housecleaning to the exclusion of this sort of thing. I'll stop losing weight and grow more muscles-- and hopefully regain my hips.
I am going to pay off my medical and rat-medical debts sooner rather than later.
I'm going to experiment with more vegan dishes because I'm eating a lot of meat at work and it's not good for me. It keeps me slowed down.
I'm going to remain mindful with my social engagements, doing things I want to do and spending time with people who I want to spend time with. I don't have extra time to kill. I remember too that I'm an engrossing social engagement for myself. This lj is sort of like a personal conversation with myself, but I'm a great person to go on walks with especially, and to go food-shopping with, and to wander through the bewitching celebratory things going on outside at the start of the new year right now with.
This is sounding like my new years' post, and this is feeling like the new year (with the window open to let out the old and in the new).
I'm going to make sure my Angus feels cherished and not taken for granted. I'm going to allow myself to care about him without worrying about who that will upset, or whether I'm over-the-top. I'm going to be sensitive to this feeling of not wanting anyone else, and mindful of it.
I'll continue to reclaim my body. I won't use 'well, you've always let this person touch you before' as a reason to permit physical contact that I don't want. I will continue to have sex only when I want to have sex, and not because I think it's the only currency I own.
I will practice being a friend rather than a sex goddess. I won't latch in to exchanging that sort of energy with someone if it's not my intention, regardless of how innocent on paper the situation may be. Harder yet, I will try to be up-front about my interest level when it's low.
I will dance more. I will get a skipping rope, and a bed frame to which ropes can be attached.
I will go to seedy saturday, come home, and plant tomatoes regardless of my housing situation (unless I can get Juggler to grow them).
I will find a park where I can eat the green things that grow there, and get myself some chickweed or dandelion or something, and practice being a part of the world.
These aren't hopes. This isn't a statement of intention. It's a notice of action. It was a hard winter. It's done. The world is crackling.
Talkin yourself out of a tree, Greenie? It may work.
My life continues, love poetry aside. It's got the same elements, mostly, though with the new year I've shrugged my shoulders a little bit and the old skin is beginning to crack a touch. With the new year something new will be born, as is the case with every new year in my life.
I'm feeling impatient, ready to shed constraints. I'm moving from the old place, where I took what was easy, to a place where I'm going after things I want that require effort. I read a post today about someone's distinction between daydream-type dreams and goal-type dreams. He mentioned that he had more of the latter nowadays. I'm in the same sort of boat. I'm ready to say "I want" to things in my life that I might fail at and that'll knock me around a little.
Since I'm done having relationships knock me around emotionally, and I'm done knocking my feet out from under myself in terms of work, it's time. I need something to give me some bruises, no?
This little jaunt into retail has reminded me that it really is important to me to make money -- not a ton, but enough, and doing something that I can be intellectually or spiritually absorbed in. I'd like to sharpen my mind again because it's dulling. I'd like to make enough money to take some more classes and I'd like enough money and/or job security to have kids in three or four years. So that's work.
I need a home to live in. I'm on the way towards figuring out what that means. It may mean finally doing what I said I'd do last fall and move out on my own. It may mean more negotiations with my current living situation in this house I adore with people who are, well, human... and possibly something of a roommate switch. We'll see, but again I need to avoid that trap wherein I'm constantly in a state of waiting for things to get better.
My rats, my garden, and cooking all remain great, important things to me. I need to get out more, though, in an exercise-and-sunshine fashion. Since money for kayaking or climbing isn't going to materialise, this likely means running at first, and getting around to doing that biking I said I was going to do (though cars do still scare me to bike around much). I will not spend all my days off housecleaning to the exclusion of this sort of thing. I'll stop losing weight and grow more muscles-- and hopefully regain my hips.
I am going to pay off my medical and rat-medical debts sooner rather than later.
I'm going to experiment with more vegan dishes because I'm eating a lot of meat at work and it's not good for me. It keeps me slowed down.
I'm going to remain mindful with my social engagements, doing things I want to do and spending time with people who I want to spend time with. I don't have extra time to kill. I remember too that I'm an engrossing social engagement for myself. This lj is sort of like a personal conversation with myself, but I'm a great person to go on walks with especially, and to go food-shopping with, and to wander through the bewitching celebratory things going on outside at the start of the new year right now with.
This is sounding like my new years' post, and this is feeling like the new year (with the window open to let out the old and in the new).
I'm going to make sure my Angus feels cherished and not taken for granted. I'm going to allow myself to care about him without worrying about who that will upset, or whether I'm over-the-top. I'm going to be sensitive to this feeling of not wanting anyone else, and mindful of it.
I'll continue to reclaim my body. I won't use 'well, you've always let this person touch you before' as a reason to permit physical contact that I don't want. I will continue to have sex only when I want to have sex, and not because I think it's the only currency I own.
I will practice being a friend rather than a sex goddess. I won't latch in to exchanging that sort of energy with someone if it's not my intention, regardless of how innocent on paper the situation may be. Harder yet, I will try to be up-front about my interest level when it's low.
I will dance more. I will get a skipping rope, and a bed frame to which ropes can be attached.
I will go to seedy saturday, come home, and plant tomatoes regardless of my housing situation (unless I can get Juggler to grow them).
I will find a park where I can eat the green things that grow there, and get myself some chickweed or dandelion or something, and practice being a part of the world.
These aren't hopes. This isn't a statement of intention. It's a notice of action. It was a hard winter. It's done. The world is crackling.
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Smiles and hugs
Date: 2008-02-08 10:01 pm (UTC)*hug*
Re: Smiles and hugs
Date: 2008-02-08 10:46 pm (UTC)Will you eat some chickweed for me, even if he won't?
Ranier is my favourite! I'll come help you eat them when they start producing in a big way.
Are you going to the seedy saturday at VanDusen? I really do hope to see you there.
What are you starting? I keep putting things off outdoors because I don't know where I am.
Re: Smiles and hugs
Date: 2008-02-09 12:12 am (UTC)Van Dusen is the plan - though goodness knows I don't need anything else!! I can't help myself. I'm glad I'm not a clothes/shoes/entertainment/eating out type girl, 'cause I seem to be justifying a lot of garden expenses right now. Did I mention the yellow cedar boards I have sitting in my workshop? I should send you a list of my seeds so that you can note things you would be interested in, and I could bring you some tiny goodies when we touch base at Van Dusen? If you're not settled enough to start seeds, I can guarantee that I will overestimate my needs or plant extras in case of seed failure, and be happy to give a some seedlings into your care when you're ready.
I mentioned somewhere a while ago, that I could use your professional(read: manual labour hauling compost and prepping beds) help in the garden soon (also read: paid). I could swing about twenty bucks an hour, and would pay you in cash.... Didn't know if you missed the suggestion, or were uncomfortable with it.....
So, the 23rd, right?
Re: Smiles and hugs
Date: 2008-02-09 12:22 am (UTC)I know what youy mean about garden expenses, though it seems I've shifted over to rats. I'd love a list of your seeds! We should see abotu splitting packets of things we get there, too.
I missed that mention, but I'd be happy to help you out. You're thinking weekend-daytime, is that right?
I think so, yes.
Re: Smiles and hugs
Date: 2008-02-12 01:54 am (UTC)Yes - weekend daytime would be ideal, since it's dark still by the time I get home from work. Next weekend is a write-off, since I'm out of town, then I'm hoping to screw together and place the beds, and have compost delivered. That will likely mean a big pile in the driveway (I believe you're familiar with that). Need to find out when the guy from Hawkeye can get here. Will keep you posted, since I hope to have a garden to direct seed into by mid-March...I don't think ThatGuy and I should try and do it all at once, or all by ourselves.
Re: Smiles and hugs
Date: 2008-02-12 01:58 am (UTC)Keep in touch, I hope you're not getting sick, and I adore big heaps of compost.
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Date: 2008-02-08 11:07 pm (UTC)I will practice being a friend rather than a sex goddess. I won't latch in to exchanging that sort of energy with someone if it's not my intention, regardless of how innocent on paper the situation may be. Harder yet, I will try to be up-front about my interest level when it's low.
I will dance more. I will get a skipping rope, and a bed frame to which ropes can be attached.
Thank you for these reminders.