I had my hysterectomy yesterday. Lots of emotions come with that! But, I have zero regrets. I am embracing the temporary pain and looking towards a better quality of life.
So, I have literally let go a piece of myself this week. A piece that gave me my family. That gave me the life I have. And yet, also made me miserable. I'm resting and plan to read lots of books while I'm off my feet!
Oh Audra. This is a huge important moment, thanks for sharing this with us. I can’t imagine the emotions it brings up. I hope your recovery is as easy and stress free as can be. 🩷
I had mine 2 years ago. I resisted it like Hell but am so grateful I did it. Take really good care of yourself and honor this time. You're going to be great. (PS: Journal about the part of yourself that you're letting go of and the freedom you're open to feeling without it/her. Maybe you're opening to something new, if anything more space inside. For me, less blood and less "bleeding out" -- I could hold onto my own energy! Good luck.
I've journaled about it a few times! It was very helpful in mentally preparing for this. I do plan to do more journaling once I'm healed. I had advocated for mine, for many reasons. I'm very relieved to be on the other side and plan to lean heavily into rest and reading over the next few weeks!
This week I’m of necessity letting go of my embarrassment over having my adult son see my naked 62-year-old body. I’m recovering from traumatic orthopedic surgery (fell off a cliff) and after three surgeries, am in my “no weight-bearing period.” I can shower, but not without assistance—and my son has just joined me for a week to help with tasks I can’t do on my own, including showering. And they say pride goeth *before* a fall…
Celestial navigators use starlight (fixed points) to navigate. “In navigation, dead reckoning is the process of calculating the current position of a moving object by using a previously determined position, or fix, and incorporating estimates of speed, heading (or direction or course), and elapsed time.”
Hope. We also need dedication, determination, compassion, ingenuity and grit, but hope keeps us steady as we fight for what we know is right for all of us in community.
Maybe not the most poetic good riddance, but letting go of the abuse, both psychological and physical that nearly cost me everything. I'm now in a position to let go of all those memories while encouraging the better ones. Looking forward to what is in front of me while acknowledging that I have less time than before. And paying tribute to the (musical) generation before me that is leaving us. Much love to the Tamblyn family today.
Beautiful Amy thank you for sharing. I’ve often said here that it’s a great place for continued work in letting go or releasing or saying goodbye to. Some things just need time and space and all that comes with it. Sending you lots of love. 💚
For nearly a decade I have turned from, resisted looking at, or if I'm brutally real with myself, shunned the magic of this existence. After a series of life tragedies, in my late 30s, I had found my way to a version of spiritual connection. That connection brought a glimmer of peaceful acceptance. Flash forward 15 years and the ease I had found smacked into a reality that couldn't imagine ease existed. A few days ago, I picked up a drum that hadn't been touched since I used it for a friend's prayer circle. This time, I wasn't using it for someone else's ease, but to reconnect with the ease I had found so difficult to imagine. Side bar... why tf would I imagine ease could be possible in this tragic farce we're rope-a-dope stuck in??? Exactly. Why oh why. Probably because it seems so impossible to imagine, my imagination is stubbornly insisting I look deeper into the darkness to find a single star... sidebar on the sidebar... the name that I would offer for your newest writing tool is more a pre-offering... something about a single star lighting the darkness that guides your listening? Anyhoo... this rambling comment is anchored by me letting go of enough rage-grief-resistance of this reality to invite the ease and magic that still somehow manages to exist even when I tell it that it doesn't. Blessings on your new "pen" and may it open the magic portal to all the words.
I like Starlight. Mostly I like Athena, the goddess of wisdom and warfare. Literally, it's going to take years to correct the mess that's being made right now. It will take both W's to accomplish.
Such a fun idea to name things! I'd probably borrow from mythology here playing on the color. In Greek mythology Asteria is the goddess of falling stars. I feel it's a bit apt right now - it feels like the sky and stars are falling but stars still shine brightly in the darkness.
You mentioned the color being "starlight". That got me thinking about stars, which got me thinking about dreams and hopes in our current political and cultural environment. And, that got me thinking about transcendence and how you've been (subtly or not) encouraging us to leverage our emotions to uplift our creative work. Then, the thought of uplift and stars took me to celestial. Finally, as I typed that word, before I typed the last letter in celestial, I stopped and smiled.
Ohhhh, Dolly Parton. Everyone wants a computer with strong vocals, well-rounded talent, and an immensely generous soul, who also advocates for literacy and education.
Since it's starlight, name it Muse. It's their most famous song and it could be your creative muse since you can now write without being endlessly frustrated.
This brings back memories of the Dell laptop my parents forced me to get, under protest, before I went off to college. It provided me nothing but endless frustration and then the motherboard died after 13 months. The fights we had over that computer and the fallout...good riddance to that laptop, which I hope is in laptop hell.
Hmm. I'm not great at naming things. 😆
I had my hysterectomy yesterday. Lots of emotions come with that! But, I have zero regrets. I am embracing the temporary pain and looking towards a better quality of life.
So, I have literally let go a piece of myself this week. A piece that gave me my family. That gave me the life I have. And yet, also made me miserable. I'm resting and plan to read lots of books while I'm off my feet!
Oh Audra. This is a huge important moment, thanks for sharing this with us. I can’t imagine the emotions it brings up. I hope your recovery is as easy and stress free as can be. 🩷
Thank you! ❤️
Audra!💕 We’re lifting you with all the healing thought, vibes and energy! ❤️🩹 Huge cheers to a better quality of life.🥂
Thank you so much, Karen! ❤️
I had mine 2 years ago. I resisted it like Hell but am so grateful I did it. Take really good care of yourself and honor this time. You're going to be great. (PS: Journal about the part of yourself that you're letting go of and the freedom you're open to feeling without it/her. Maybe you're opening to something new, if anything more space inside. For me, less blood and less "bleeding out" -- I could hold onto my own energy! Good luck.
I've journaled about it a few times! It was very helpful in mentally preparing for this. I do plan to do more journaling once I'm healed. I had advocated for mine, for many reasons. I'm very relieved to be on the other side and plan to lean heavily into rest and reading over the next few weeks!
Glimmer.
This week I’m of necessity letting go of my embarrassment over having my adult son see my naked 62-year-old body. I’m recovering from traumatic orthopedic surgery (fell off a cliff) and after three surgeries, am in my “no weight-bearing period.” I can shower, but not without assistance—and my son has just joined me for a week to help with tasks I can’t do on my own, including showering. And they say pride goeth *before* a fall…
I love this name and wow what a powerful let go! Thank you for sharing Shelley.
Such beautiful care... in the giving and the receiving 🩷
Dead Reckoning
Celestial navigators use starlight (fixed points) to navigate. “In navigation, dead reckoning is the process of calculating the current position of a moving object by using a previously determined position, or fix, and incorporating estimates of speed, heading (or direction or course), and elapsed time.”
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celestial_navigation
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I hugely love that name.
Hope. We also need dedication, determination, compassion, ingenuity and grit, but hope keeps us steady as we fight for what we know is right for all of us in community.
Hear hear! Love this!!
Maybe not the most poetic good riddance, but letting go of the abuse, both psychological and physical that nearly cost me everything. I'm now in a position to let go of all those memories while encouraging the better ones. Looking forward to what is in front of me while acknowledging that I have less time than before. And paying tribute to the (musical) generation before me that is leaving us. Much love to the Tamblyn family today.
Beautiful Amy thank you for sharing. I’ve often said here that it’s a great place for continued work in letting go or releasing or saying goodbye to. Some things just need time and space and all that comes with it. Sending you lots of love. 💚
Oh Amy it’s poetic simply in its power. Beautiful.
For nearly a decade I have turned from, resisted looking at, or if I'm brutally real with myself, shunned the magic of this existence. After a series of life tragedies, in my late 30s, I had found my way to a version of spiritual connection. That connection brought a glimmer of peaceful acceptance. Flash forward 15 years and the ease I had found smacked into a reality that couldn't imagine ease existed. A few days ago, I picked up a drum that hadn't been touched since I used it for a friend's prayer circle. This time, I wasn't using it for someone else's ease, but to reconnect with the ease I had found so difficult to imagine. Side bar... why tf would I imagine ease could be possible in this tragic farce we're rope-a-dope stuck in??? Exactly. Why oh why. Probably because it seems so impossible to imagine, my imagination is stubbornly insisting I look deeper into the darkness to find a single star... sidebar on the sidebar... the name that I would offer for your newest writing tool is more a pre-offering... something about a single star lighting the darkness that guides your listening? Anyhoo... this rambling comment is anchored by me letting go of enough rage-grief-resistance of this reality to invite the ease and magic that still somehow manages to exist even when I tell it that it doesn't. Blessings on your new "pen" and may it open the magic portal to all the words.
Letting the rage grief resistance go is the ongoing story of our lives. I feel you and I’m with you eMMe. ♥️
Okaaaay…blown away, eMMe, thank you…
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I’m thinking on my let go 💭 ….but I’m contributing that maybe she can be Estrella- Star in Spanish!🌟
Or Starina, like from The Birdcage?!🤣🤣
The Birdcage is one of my favorite movies - so funny!
Yay, thank you! Soooo hilarious and yet poignant, too!!
My first drum is named Estrella 💕
Oh no way! Uncanny, thank you.😊 🥁 🎶
I like Starlight. Mostly I like Athena, the goddess of wisdom and warfare. Literally, it's going to take years to correct the mess that's being made right now. It will take both W's to accomplish.
Such a fun idea to name things! I'd probably borrow from mythology here playing on the color. In Greek mythology Asteria is the goddess of falling stars. I feel it's a bit apt right now - it feels like the sky and stars are falling but stars still shine brightly in the darkness.
Suggestion for new laptop name: Celestia.
You mentioned the color being "starlight". That got me thinking about stars, which got me thinking about dreams and hopes in our current political and cultural environment. And, that got me thinking about transcendence and how you've been (subtly or not) encouraging us to leverage our emotions to uplift our creative work. Then, the thought of uplift and stars took me to celestial. Finally, as I typed that word, before I typed the last letter in celestial, I stopped and smiled.
Ooooo, nice!!👍🏼
Ohhhh, Dolly Parton. Everyone wants a computer with strong vocals, well-rounded talent, and an immensely generous soul, who also advocates for literacy and education.
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Lol okay I love this
I like “starlight”!
Starlette
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I think someone already came up with this but right away I thought “glimmer” - it speaks of hope.
Since it's starlight, name it Muse. It's their most famous song and it could be your creative muse since you can now write without being endlessly frustrated.
This brings back memories of the Dell laptop my parents forced me to get, under protest, before I went off to college. It provided me nothing but endless frustration and then the motherboard died after 13 months. The fights we had over that computer and the fallout...good riddance to that laptop, which I hope is in laptop hell.
How is the new laptop’s name not Starlight?