I'm honoring your *not yet* whisper and I'm celebrating your trust in it. (And, as someone who's gone through what I call my Goo Phase: if this is your Goo Phase, it won't end nearly as quickly as you'd like, but you will get through.)
Also! I need to find a way to get your name out to all my colleagues who don't want to write the copy for their websites!
I second that thought Hannah Iris. I was going to restack and give a little nudge to some of my friends as well. Goo made me chuckle as my cousin's hub got me listening to this podcast from the UK, where Mike after prefacing the story about to be told says "Let's give it a Goo" and off the story goes.
I'm guessing your Goo is sticky, stuck and yuck, I hate sticky. I think that's where I have been for over a year, in Goo. Sunday I turned on the firehose to the Goo and while there may be some small g goo left around the edges, I'm working my way through it. It's a start at the least. There is nothing worse for me than feeling paralyzed and that is what happened, among other things. Were there reasons? Yes, but if I am looking at a short road to the inner earth, I'm doing it without being invisible. There is something to be said about being seen, even if only by one person. (That does not apply to you Katie- I want you to ghost away at whatever makes your heart sing) I'm just rambling, because Hannah opened the door and I walked through it. She has the effect , ya know?
Hannah and Lori, I just want to say that having you both in the comments here feels like a warm hug. Or a powerful coven. Or a little bit of both — witches just being there for each other. I adore both of you and especially your hilarious wisdom! 👻 ❤️
Lori! You edited it but my email notification showed your original comment and I gotta say, I was coming in here just now specifically to tell you what a gift, what a compliment that is to me, from you!! From one old soul to another (and Katie too) 🔮
Oh my God, I am so glad. It disappeared and had no idea where it had gone. Makes me so mad when that happens. I'm so glad you got the original. Oh happy me...🎶
Loved this essay. And loved your use of "haunted" in your sign-off — a very clever touch.
And, of course, I love you. 👻
Thank you! I’ve been missing your sign-offs and trying to step up my game! I love you too and can’t wait to catch up this week. 💕
I'm honoring your *not yet* whisper and I'm celebrating your trust in it. (And, as someone who's gone through what I call my Goo Phase: if this is your Goo Phase, it won't end nearly as quickly as you'd like, but you will get through.)
Also! I need to find a way to get your name out to all my colleagues who don't want to write the copy for their websites!
I second that thought Hannah Iris. I was going to restack and give a little nudge to some of my friends as well. Goo made me chuckle as my cousin's hub got me listening to this podcast from the UK, where Mike after prefacing the story about to be told says "Let's give it a Goo" and off the story goes.
I'm guessing your Goo is sticky, stuck and yuck, I hate sticky. I think that's where I have been for over a year, in Goo. Sunday I turned on the firehose to the Goo and while there may be some small g goo left around the edges, I'm working my way through it. It's a start at the least. There is nothing worse for me than feeling paralyzed and that is what happened, among other things. Were there reasons? Yes, but if I am looking at a short road to the inner earth, I'm doing it without being invisible. There is something to be said about being seen, even if only by one person. (That does not apply to you Katie- I want you to ghost away at whatever makes your heart sing) I'm just rambling, because Hannah opened the door and I walked through it. She has the effect , ya know?
Hannah and Lori, I just want to say that having you both in the comments here feels like a warm hug. Or a powerful coven. Or a little bit of both — witches just being there for each other. I adore both of you and especially your hilarious wisdom! 👻 ❤️
Speaking for Hannah and myself I think we both fit the role of coven. We adore you too Katie. Hugs and hearts.
Lori, I just adore you! Truly, everything you share brings both wisdom and a laugh. ⚡
Right back at ya Hannah! 🔮
Lori! You edited it but my email notification showed your original comment and I gotta say, I was coming in here just now specifically to tell you what a gift, what a compliment that is to me, from you!! From one old soul to another (and Katie too) 🔮
Oh my God, I am so glad. It disappeared and had no idea where it had gone. Makes me so mad when that happens. I'm so glad you got the original. Oh happy me...🎶
I didn't edit on purpose. I have no filter remember. I thought the universe ate it.
More hearts and hugs. Love the sheet photo. That's what real ghosts wear.
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What a beautifully written piece about where you are without revealing everything. I wish I had the gift of weaving words so well.
Dawn, that means a lot. Thank you. ❤️
I like this lil peek behind the curtain! Hear hear to listening to that voice and trusting the process (and the power of time and perspective). I recently enjoyed this essay and thought you might also: https://teoocriss.substack.com/p/normalize-not-telling-anyone-anything?r=1kyaa&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Love you and your honesty ❤️
This was so validating. Thanks, friend!
heart heart heart
the best ❤️❤️❤️