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 Sunday ritual for clarity and remembering and stuff like that. Yay, ritual!

Let us dooo eeeet.

Thing 1: sequencing and timing.

Here’s what I want:

I have what might be the busiest week of my life coming up.

If you saw my schedule, you would cry.

Everything on it is a good thing, and a thing that needs to happen before I go to Asheville next week.

I would like order and brilliance and for the pieces to fall swiftly and cleanly into place. For one thing to further the next. For every single step to help the next one go click click click click into completion.

For things to happen in right timing.

Ways this could work:

I can remember to use my domino-ing technique.

Lots and lots of Shiva Nata, obviously.

Mise en place, as Cairene always reminds me.

Breathe breathe breathe.

I don’t know what else but I’m receptive to being pleasantly surprised.

My commitment.

To laugh hysterically at the crazy.

To flail and then flail some more.

To wake up early and tramp it up.

Thing 2: Halloween.

Here’s what I want:

It will be eleven years this February since I quit sugar.

My beloved Hoppy House is the one place where I never ever have to think about it.

I’m fine with letting other people happily do their own thing. I’m fine with the fact that people vary, to use a Paul-ism. And I make a point of not evangelizing.

And at the same time, it still just feels weird. I am not in love with the idea of personally passing out drugs to tiny people.

But who wants to be one of those healthier-than-thou people handing out organic soy alfalfa tempeh sprout sticks?

Ways this could work:

I don’t know.

We have a neighborhood full of adorable children. And I have a Playground full of pirate costumes.

So if we don’t end up turning off all the lights and hiding and watching Pushing Daisies on Netflix …

Is there a not-horrible-for you candy that I can give? Or a non-candy alternative that will not make me a hateful person?

If so, I want to know what my options are.

If not, I want to be able to just go ahead and overload those adorable tiny little brains with things that make them crazy — and not feel bad about it. Or watch Pushing Daisies and not feel bad about that.

Basically I just want to not feel bad about things. This isn’t about Halloween. It’s a sovereignty ask.

My commitment.

To ask the neighbors for suggestions.

To find out more about the sovereignty stuck: where is the guilt and what does it want?

Thing 3: for some things to work themselves out.

Here’s what I want:

Still working on the thing from last week with a challenge at my Playground space.

Over the gah conflict part of it, but would still like a more peaceful resolution.

And there are some other things that could use peaceful resolving.

Ways this could work:

Let’s see.

I could stop caring about it.

Things could right themselves.

People could say “this is where I stand”, so I know where they stand.

My commitment.

Trust. Patience. Curiosity. Play.

To look for the gaps.

Thing 4: right people for Hiro’s amazing new class.

Here’s what I want:

I am so excited about this two-class series that I can hardly stand it.

The idea is closing out the year that was, and then planting all the good for the new. But way better than that.

It’s basically advanced Very Personal Ads, and Hiro is a terrific teacher and explainer.

Her exercises are like nothing else. This stuff goes deep. I cannot recommend this class highly enough.

And I want to see it packed full of people, because I need her work out in the world. It makes it easier for me to do mine.

Ways this could work:

I can tell you about it and give you the link.

And help her in any way I can.

My commitment.

To do just that.

Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.

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

This was a hard group of asks.

I wanted a place to stay for SXSW — and still need some suggestions. Thanks to everyone who told me about who they like for massage.

Next up was ease in conflict resolution. And while the situation hasn’t been resolved, I wrote a clear and sovereign letter, stood my ground and have been working on the part of it that’s my stuff. I no longer want to throw up, so … progress.

I was hoping for some decorations for my Wishroom, and someone on Twitter offered to send me a hammock. Nice. This one still needs some work, so I’ll have to mess around with it some more.

And I wanted next steps on the five year plan. And while that didn’t exactly happen, I’ve been putting in the emotional groundwork. So it’s happening. Just underground. I might want to re-ask and focus in on the structure and sequencing.

Comment zen. Here’s what I’d love today.

  • 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’d rather not have:

  • The word “manifest”.
  • To be told how I should be asking for things.
  • To be judged, psychoanalyzed or given advices.

Wishing love and good things for your Very Personal Ads! So glad for everyone doing this with me.

And postscripting to remind you about the Great Ducking Out and how extremely great it is. We have five people coming so far and they are awesome. Would love to hang out with you too, if there’s a way to make it work.

The Fluent Self