the point isn’t getting my wish (though cool things have emerged from wishing), it’s learning about my relationship with wanting, accessing the qualities…
wanting can be hard, it is easy to feel conflicted about it, and the reasons for that make this a surprisingly subversive practice…
this is the 325th consecutive week of wishing, come play!
delicious space!
I found this tantalizing combination of words in a book about dance imagery, by Eric Franklin, is that not a gem of a phrase?
you imagine and feel, as you come up into relevé, you feel-imagine
that the space above you is delicious
you feel happy-peaceful-sweet-steady-powerful in this delicious space
of course you do: it’s delicious
whisper it
taste the way the s and the s slide-collide into each other and
then how the e at the end empties and echoes into endlessness
delicious space
what a luscious word-cluster
I want my space — my space — to feel delicious
the space inside my head and inside my heart
my bedroom and kitchen and the space of my life
a lot of times it doesn’t
too many conversations in my head, endless stew-stirring,
I forget that this doesn’t feed me, and it doesn’t support deliciousness
I forget to make loving containers-of-spaciousness for myself
and it is well known that I put up with things that are uncomfortable,
or barely-comfortable
and don’t want to let them go
what if [delicious space] is so much more than the space above my head
as I release and go deeper into Congruencing: DELICIOUS SPACE
as I breathe eight breaths in eight directions, forming a compass of qualities around me, suddenly the space around me is a force field of DELICIOUS SPACE
turning inward to listen to the quiet steady pulse of life, I am in DELICIOUS SPACE
gently blowing dust off of my copper bowl, my pelvic bowl, I feel how it wants to become DELICIOUS SPACE
when I tune into to my wishes and to sweet desire, each week, in this practice/ritual that both pulls me and terrifies me, because it reveals so much, I come here, into DELICIOUS SPACE
wise words about delicious space from Marie Kondo:
- “the best way to find out what we really need is to get rid of what we don’t”
- “if you [thank your house] repeatedly, you will start to feel your house respond when you come home, you will sense its pleasure passing through like a gentle breeze”
- “things that are cherished shine”
- “tidying is not the purpose of life”
- “transform your closet into your own private space, one that gives you a thrill of pleasure”
delicious space actually hums
I can’t remember if Marie said this in words or if it’s just something I know so well that I imagine she agrees with me:
space that is loved and charged up with qualities starts to hum
for five years I [verb]ed the most astonishing retreat center called The Playground
where we practiced self-fluency and everything we play with here
and anyone who was there can tell you:
that space was charged up with magic
and it hummed
for the longest time
I wished my own space would do that, and now it does
my bedroom purrs like the most contented kitten
what else do I know about delicious space?
- bold-me lives in delicious space, the me who is not afraid to glow
- space is extra-delicious inside of a round house
- space is extra-delicious when it is approached with intention
what else?
spaces as in pauses, or red lights, waiting for a cup to fill
space between toes, walking the beach, warm sand
space between breaths, the kumbaka moment of effortless blank mind
the in-between spaces
like on a swing
it takes you up and up, to that moment of suspended in delicious space
before the pendulum motion pulls you back in the other direction
that’s the sexy -and-a- that comes before count 1 in swing dance,
the sweet gasp in waltz between the 3 and the 4
moments heavy with pent-up anticipation, potential-before-kinetic,
the tingling electric almost
or calm like the eye of the storm
chaos everywhere and yet, my space is delicious
delicious and beautifully still
what am I avoiding talking about here?
of course, my uncomfortable realization about Supportive Environments
so many things I do, relationships, or frameworks I have agreed to
are not actually as supportive as I thought
it’s more like, aspects are supportive,
or these structures support me in SOME ways but not in all ways
what I want is True Yes environments that are just supportive, period
like my Playground used to be
none of the forms in my life are as supportive as I wish them to be,
how did that happen
what’s the solution?
- turn inward, get quiet and listen
- understand that I need to make this a priority, insist on supportive environments
- take exquisite care of myself, follow the protocol
or as I said the other day, somewhere, my answer to everything is: [say no, pizza, sex]
BOUNDARIES, SUSTENANCE, PLEASURE… these make everything better
a sign in a shop window: help wanted — inquire within
this struck me as the wisest advice imaginable, I wish to choose this all the time, and then, conveniently, I saw an advertisement for premium gasoline which counseled, Choose It All The Time
I want to choose Inquire Inside all the time, whenever I want help
I want to choose Delicious Space all the time, in all things
nothing like a sign when you need one
my beloved friend Colleen the Sign Maker is a great appreciator of signs
so I texted her this one, and she lettered it beautifully, with bonus punctuation
anything else that needs to be revealed?
yes, this is about giving myself spaciousness and not rushing or agreeing to be rushed
I have a [secret mysterious project] with a very tight timeline, which does not feel like delicious space, so I need to make this clear to the other people involved
(noticing frustration because I think I have done this, and it hasn’t registered)
breathing spaciousness and trust
I want the delicious space inside of me to support delicious space outside of me, and I want the space around me to be so delicious that it supports my ability to get quiet and go inside
now
I am in bed — surprise! — speaking of space that is delicious
my view from the window: lush green leaves and rain
delicious space is external and internal
and both require fearless intentional choosing, how fortunate that this is the superpower of the month
superpower of fearless intentional choosing.
now I am ready to stand in my strength more, as september (on the Fluent Self calendar) brings fearless intentional choosing
I am weaving this superpower into this week’s wish:
fearlessly delicious space, intentionally choosing deliciousness / deliciously choosing fearlessness, deliciously intentional space choices
last week’s wishes
aka edge recovery…
oh yes, I am recovering, and also recovering my edges-and-edginess
there are new boundaries in my future as well as sexy-angry boots to wear when I am ready to acquire them, and I feel very glowy about both of these
invitation: come play with me…
you are invited to share many !!!!!! about what is here (and the new icon!),
or share anything sparked for you while reading
deposit wishes, gwishes, superpowers, qualities, ingredients, intel, possibly in code
safe space for creative exploration asks us to let go of care-taking and advice-giving
wishes are never late because whenever you wish is the right time for wishing
here’s how we meet each other’s wishes: oh, wow what beautiful wishes
♡
!!!!! mmm delicious space… !!!!!
I have been feeling excited about tonight’s full moon, though I am sad that the weather where I am is currently too cloudy for lunar viewing. My wish today is that maybe maybe I may see the moon anyway, and that in any case I may absorb and reflect the perfect energy for me right now, as I claim deeper levels of [Crown]. This or something even better, may it be so, and so it is. <3
<3
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What do I want?
Clean takes.
To feel like I am handling Situation D appropriately instead of feeling like it is man-handling me.
What do I know?
Ludicrous Fear Popcorn is a space and time hog.
I am resourceful AND have resources.
There are three days left in September.
What else do I know?
I could take a bath while waiting for the screaming and clacking to settle down.
I could channel the Past Mes who aced the GRE and earned her motorcycle riding license.
What else?
I could invest more time with colored pencils.
I could invest more time on longer and deeper breaths. YES.
I could change “spend” to “invest” as I just did with the two sentences above. That seems to speak to the current rabble of monstahs. Hmm.
With warm wishes to all y’all.
<3 colored pencils and investing! <3
Last week I wanted more opportunities. And then last night there was perhaps the tiniest flicker of one in the form of a gentleman who said “where did you come from?”
Now this may not be the right one, but it was the first time in a very long time that someone had said “who are you? Where did you come from?” And it was nice. And I should very much like that same person or a different person to say the same thing. And more things.
Also this week I would like less time at the ______ and more time elsewhere doing other things. I would like to try to figure out where more of my people are.
may it be so! and yay flicker of someone with the question!
I would like to savor the delicious space that is this post!! So much deliciousness, and wow, what beautiful wishes. “The tingling electric almost” – !!! Like the sacred pause between inhale and exhale. The expectant space between heartbeats. The weightless moment before the first drop of foam tumbles down from the wave crest. Or the whooshing inbreath just before the sea withdraws from the sand.
Last night I was sad, reminders of [situation x]. I came home, put on music, lit a candle. Did a card reading with my current two favorite decks. Mood improved. Then I turned off all the lights and danced in the light of the (almost!) full moon. It was sweet and magical, and she graced me with a poem.
I wish for more of that – the surrender to what is, the remembering to apply extreme self-care, the ability to access the superpower of Nothing Is Wrong…all of that a sweet exhale, a sacred pause, followed by the incredible inhale of beauty and love and grace and hope and the fiercest of gratitude. Yes, more of that, please.
mmmm may it be so! and oh wow, moon poem
I wish for reminders and deep knowing that I am so deeply loved. I wish to be able to give this knowing to people I do deeply love. I wish for this to be easy and a way of life. I wish for time (or making a choice) to write letters to the people who are on my heart. I wish for moments of connecting with friends, strangers and myself that remind me how awesome it is to be alive!
Also I wish for more sweater weather.
oh what beautiful wishes, may it be so! and I second your sweater weather wish!
!!!!!
The deliciousness of spaciousness!
Space has been a very kind and calming companion the past few days. I’ve been playing with introducing tiny bits of space all over the place. Feeling anxious– [a few breaths for space]. Annoyed– [space]. Overwhelmed– [space]. Unsure– [space]. I’m loving this experiment.