A breath. There is so much I want to share with you right now, where do we begin.
With a thread, a flash, a moment, an image, a metallic strand in a tapestry, and then another one. Eventually whatever needs to come into form here will find its shape.
A thread, a flash, a moment.
Once upon a time I walked into a falling-apart forgotten ballroom in Berlin.
And another thread.
Invitation for this post!
You are welcome to share !!!! or anything sparked for you here, riff on the theme of Majesty, and of course we can seed any wishes, intentions or desired superpowers for this month, trusting that they will indeed come in even after revealing some opposites, whatever you like…
We remember that People Vary, we take care of ourselves as we need, we don’t give advice, this too is part of the life of Crown On.
Here’s how we meet each other here: with great kindness, appreciation and love.
Lots of heart-glow over here for you and everyone who reads, thank you for being here with me.
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Oooof, how that hits home, the “don’t dare to hope out loud” bit. The opposite of whistling past the graveyard. This is hiding small and silent in the coziest bed ever.
To continue the metaphor — there is cocoa on the nightstand; I can SMELL it– but if I flick back the covers to reach for it, I won’t be safe. Even though I am (probably) in the safest safe room ever.
Yup, I know the feeling of this. <3 Come on, cocoa-trusting powers, show me the light.
This is so true and poignant. It calls up a whole lot of Now is A Lot Like Then. It calls up a lot of Scientifically Proven Facts like: Desire is Dangerous, Desire Exposes Us, and We dont Deserve anything THAT good.
But it also activates a lot of Self-Fluency that proves this is FEAR (false evidence appearing real).
Because Now is Not Then (finds 8 clues about how this is true).
Because Safety First is what I live by, and that creates room for Risks and Leaps of Faith
Because Majesty = Crown On, and when I act from Sovereignty, I encounter Possibility, Delight, and Alignment.
Because that Expectation of Despair is the MO of many men who are not in my life, and that way of approaching the world is not native to me, and not at all ADAPTIVE.
Yes!!!
love you dearly, you shining star!
I love that acronym; False Evidence Appearing Real. So much better than the better known F–k Everything And Run.
If I know that it is just a snark in a boojum mask, I can sit there and peel it like an onion. If I run from the scary (DANGEROUS!!! HURTFUL!!! DOOOOOOMMMM!!!!!) “boojum”, then I’m too far away to do anything with it. Can’t hear the message it has for me; can’t see the treasure in its scaly claws.
(Now I’m seeing the poor snark standing there, tail dragging, holding a cupcake up hopefully as I zoom off into the distance. “I made this for you . . .”)
Awww poor cupcake-making snark-dragonlet! <3
“Creation is…”
Your description of it resonates — and for me, part of the adventure is meeting the monsters (internal and external) who don’t recognize the process as an integral part of it all.
This week, with its amazing full moon and winter-into-spring energy, I am imagining the feeling of a snake shedding its skin. What am I ready to release? What lives beneath the surface?
Mmmm what beautiful questions. Here’s to the shedding!
Thank you Havi.
A few months ago I posted that I’d realised the reason I couldn’t engage properly with the things you do here was that my husband was abusive and I’d never realised before.
I’ve left him now. And I came here and read the last two posts and sent them to a friend and WOW. Just what I need, just when I need it.
Thank you.
Welcome to this space, we are really happy you survived and are in a better, safe place in your life.
Safety + Sanctuary to you <3 <3 <3
<3 <3 <3 and cheering for you!!
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I’m glad to be here again
Just, me too, I guess. Feeling good = asking for trouble. So hard. So loud, those monsters.
I imagine etching pictures out of a smear of charcoal, peeling back a scab and finding tender new skin underneath. Peeling away a lump of crud and finding a gleam of gold below. Maybe it’s all a matter of searching through the layers.
Thank you for this space.
What a powerful image, the gleam of gold, the etching out, the new skin emerging! I FEEL IT.
Yes.
Like a process of negotiation and balance. Something good happens, so therefore something bad will happen. Quick, what slightly-less-bad thing can I do to counteract this?
Mmmmm. Awesome pattern-interruption using Slightly-Less-Bad counteracting / brainstorming what is less-bad as a filter!