
I have not been writing. The reasons for this vary, but distill to this: I am stuck in things that I am ashamed to still be stuck in. I don’t want to share about these things. Sharing is a muse for my writing. So I do not write.
I am stuck in the same things I’ve been thinking about and moaning about (and therapizing) for years. I am annoyed. I’m bored. I wish I had new problems.
Do you know what it's like to be sick and tired of being sick and tired of the same things? I am ashamed of that stuckness.
So, what do we do with shame? We bring it to the light. What was broken in a relationship can be healed in a relationship.
Places I am Stuck:
Overeating.
Criticizing my body.
I live in a city but long to live somewhere else. I long to live where I can hear no human sounds, save the vibrant community I live with.
Compulsive screen use, especially late at night.
Getting a dog(s) / cat(s).
Having kid(s).
I feel alone too much. I lack relationships with whom I feel safe spending time in the ways I want to spend time (e.g., being together but in silence, deep empathetic listening without solving, erranding).
I lack a satisfying romantic partnership.
I seek vitality and deeper fulfillment in how I spend my time. Healing work? Teaching work? Creating work? New company building work?
We can choose to use the negative positively. I will attempt this rather than just wishing things were different.
Sharing about these areas may be one way to give them meaning, and in giving them meaning, I may be able to use them up. I have this inner voice that says, “Sure, sharing about challenges may not heal you, but healing others may heal you”.
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puget sound - november 2024
BIG, deep, warm love.