very personal adsPersonal ads! They’re … personal! Very.

So my itty bitty personal ads made me realize that it’s time to make a regular practice of trying to feel okay asking for stuff.

Even when the asking thing feels weird and conflicted.

Ever since I posted the first one asking my perfect house to find me, which united me with Hoppy House, I have been a fan of the madness that is personal ads.

And now it’s my weekly ritual for clarity and remembering. Yay, ritual!

And … let’s do it.

Thing 1: more wondrous brunching excitement for the Playground!

Here’s what I want:

There has been so much lovely enthusiasm for my gigantic Phase 2 Fun-Brewing project to raise fun (and funds) for the Playground so we can make it beyootiful.

People have come up with terrifically creative things (like offering a thing and donating a chunk of the profits) and there has been a real sparkly, lighthearted, effervescent feeling to the whole thing.

Delight!

And now I want more of that, please.

Ways this could work:

Not sure.

Maybe some people who were inspired by the amazing thing that Willie did will decide to do something similar.

And maybe some of the right people for Bitchy Boozy Coaching will find it or remember its fabulous existence, and decide to be Playground Fairy Godparents and get a pile of goodies.

And maybe other people will write blog posts or facebook notes or whatever about how they donated love and good wishes and are getting the Copywriting Magic class as a thank you.

Basically much joyful spreading-the-word would be hugely appreciated. And that can happen in whatever form it happens.

My commitment.

To be hugely appreciative.

To dance up a storm until the Shivanautical epiphanies rain from the heavens.

To remember that there are so many ways to be taken care of.

To challenge (nicely) my residual stuckified patterns that say that I have to do everything myself. And to appreciate the constant reminders that actually this is not so.

Yes.

Thing 2: a perfect simple solution for the floor thing.

Here’s what I want:

So.

My gentleman friend spent all of last week cleaning, prepping and painting the floors at the Playground and getting them ready so we can put in the wooden yoga floor.

And, despite all the preparation and tests he did to make sure the paint would stick, now it’s not sticking. It’s scratching and peeling off.

And people are coming Friday.

Yeah. So whether this gets fixed by this weekend or not, I need a perfect, simple solution to show up so my gentleman friend doesn’t blow a gasket.

Ways this could work:

I don’t know.

We can try another layer on the edges. Or just carpets for now. Or have a paint scraping party with people.

Or the perfect simple solution can make itself known.

My commitment.

To breathe. To hope. To get creative.

To peek at my own stuff in case there’s something going on there that needs some love, because who knows.

To take lots of pictures of the renovation process.

To love the Playground and everything about it like it was my own. Which it is.

Thing 3: to maintain calm and steadiness and a sense of fun.

Here’s what I want:

It’s already a known thing that my people are coming and not everything is ready.

And the week is going to involve insane amounts of running around.

And I am determined to have fun with it.

Ways this could work:

I don’t know yet.

But I am learning this whole loving, patient, silly thing. And this is the next step.

My commitment.

To cackle hysterically when things go wrong and then go have a tea.

To remember that my people are awesome and that they will not mind things being partially done because they’re just happy to be there with me.

To share the joy and the hard and the funny and the whole damn process with you guys, as always.

Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.

Just to update you on what’s happened since last time.

I had an ask that was about smoothness and things coming together for the Playground. And I asked for help with the fun brewing.

And beautiful things happened. I was completely overwhelmed (but in a good way!) by the rush of love and support and people-being-happy-for-me.

Plus we found brilliant things to decorate the space and the most perfectly perfect ship wheel.

It is taking shape and I am getting better at receiving help. So hooray for that.

The other part had to do with getting better at trusting, and I had an enormous breakthrough with that this week.

Still working on living it. But I was able to wrap my head around a new piece of it this week after a lot of resistance. And it’s interesting stuff.

My final ask was about my beloved Camp Biggification.

And it wasn’t really the right ask, as it turned out. Someone wise told me that the important thing here is to love this program like a daughter.

So I think this is an ask that is taking a new form. We’ll see where it goes.

Comments. Since I’m already asking …

I am adding to my practice of asking for stuff by being more specific about what I would like to receive in the comments.

Here’s what I want (just leave them in the comments):

  • Your own personal ads, small or large. Things you’ve asked for. Or are asking for. Or would like to ask for. Or updates on last time!

What I would rather not have:

  • Reality theories and words like “manifest”
  • Shoulds. As in, “You should be doing it like this” or “That’s not the right way to ask for things — instead it should be like x, y and z”
  • To be judged, psychoanalyzed or given advices.

My commitment.

I am committing to getting better at asking for things even when asking feels weird.

Thanks for doing this with me!

The Fluent Self