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Each week I write these VPAs to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted.

I always get useful information about my relationship with various aspects of the ask. Join in if you like!

And while we’re gwishing, send some love for Portland’s Wheels of Justice. Bouting against the B.A.D. Girls today.

Thing 1: dance dance dance dance

Here’s what I want:

Movement, and lots of it.

Literally, figuratively, symbolically, I don’t really care at this point.

Ways this could work:

With some speedy and intense shivanautical flailing, of course.

With music. In the dark. At the Playground.

Any or all of the above.

My commitment.

To shake things up.

Thing 2: pesach ease

Here’s what I want:

Passover is not even slightly the most annoying holiday, but it does have certain elements that drive me completely batty.

I’d like everything to just kind of work out, without too much effort on my part.

Ways this could work:

Let the gentleman friend be in charge of all the cooking, of course.

My commitment.

To pay attention to what I need, how I’m feeling, and what the new patterns need to be.

Thing 3: updates!

Here’s what I want:

Last week at Rally (Rally!), which was fantastic by the way, I made a lot of progress on various projects and web stuff.

But I haven’t actually updated any of it.

I need to start moving this progress from my brain, notebooks and computer files to where it needs to go.

Also to update the Rally page with success stories, since we’re constantly collecting them.

Like how at this past Rally, someone wrote the mission statement for her new business in a few minutes in the hammock, after being stalled on it for months. Awesome.

Ways this could work:

I could just do it.

Also at Drunk Pirate Council. That could help.

I could find myself in the zone. Or use Shiva Nata to get there.

My commitment.

To ask for help and support. To not try and go it alone.

To cheer for every step, no matter how ridiculously minuscule. In fact, to look for the ridiculously minuscule and start there. Sparklepoints!

Thing 4: a calm, steady knowing-what-to-do

Here’s what I want:

Lots of hard decisions to be made this week.

I’d like to be able to slice through all the ambivalence and just know. Or if I can’t know, to commit to something and see how it goes.

Ways this could work:

No idea.

But I’m receptive to unlikely, perfect, simple solutions showing up.

My commitment.

To breathe and wait.

To say Hello, day.

To wait until Toozday.

To dance, dance, dance, of course.

Thing 5: speedy healing!

Here’s what I want:

Recovering from a physical thing that left me kind of battered and worn out.

Ways this could work:

The magic of bathtime! Ooh, getting more epsom salts.

Early to bed.

All my cells doing what needs to be done. I love you guys!

My commitment.

To appreciate what I can do (dancing! I can still dance!).

To appreciate the workings and the behind-the-scenes of it all.

And to give myself a break when I can’t appreciate anything.

Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.

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

I wanted progress made on the Playground website, and it happened. Still a work-in-progress, but you can peek here.

Then I asked for momentum to be there with my body practice, which it kind of did and kind of didn’t. Something I hadn’t counted on threw me off track, but all the crazed Shiva Nata definitely helped.

I also wanted to make stuff happen with the Shiva Nata iPhone app, and whooooooo! Yes yes yes.

And I wanted a glass straw. So glad I asked, because the gentleman friend got me one and it is fabulous. Love it even more than I expected to. Apparently I drink way more water when you hand it to me in a glass with a glass straw. Weird.

Thanks to all of you for the loving suggestions. Kisses.

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!

Stuff I’d rather not have:

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

Much love for your gwishes! So happy to have you doing this with me.

The Fluent Self