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Just arrived back in SF.
I showed my One flare on the plane.
a) I created a new weekly scheduling template for myself. A system that will allow me to ensure optimum recovery, tennis, client, and self time. That when I bump 1 important thing, I have a reminder to move it somewhere else instead of just drop if off. I’m hoping that this is the way we use Outgoing to help Incoming flourish.
b) I created a new grocery system. A par list, as it were. As well as a schedule. This thrills me. It saves planning and deciding time!
c) Got a lot of reading done on CrashProof 2.0: How To Profit From The Economic Collapse by Peter Schiff. It’s helping me put some of my instinctive concerns into words and actions around my investment activity in particular.
2 quotes I particularly enjoyed:
p 102 RE the PCE = Chain-Type Price Index, which he explains if you want to get the book. “I like to make the analogy of a person sitting in a comfortably heated room under a chandelier eating filet mignon. Now fast-forward a few inflationary years. The same person sits in the same room; but having no heat, he is wrapped in blankets; having no electricity, he is using candlelight; and unable to afford filet mignon, he is eating cat food. However, since the individual spends the same amount of money in either circumstance, according to the PCE there is no inflation. After all, he is still warm, still has light, and is still eating.” DOH
p 172 About variable-interest home loans, Adjustable Rate Mortgages/ARM for short….”Compounding the problem is that our country’s lack of domestic savings forces it to rely on foreign financing. When foreign leaders finally lose confidence in the dollar, interest rates will skyrocket, sending ARM payments to the moon as well. For a nation so vulnerable to higher interest rates to further compound its predicament through overexposure to ARMS is reckless beyond belief. It’s analogous to a cheating husband, caught red-handed in the act, putting a noose around his neck, throwing the other end over a tree limb into the waiting arms of his jealous, enraged, soon-to-be-ex-wife, and hoping she decides not to pull.”
d) I did a study from saved contacts in my cell phone. Of the individuals for whom I have numbers (which includes friends, family, colleagues, service professionals, clients), I recorded data on what I know of their housing situation (own or rent?) and romantic/domestic partnership situation (married? single? partnered=dating someone significantly enough that I think of them as a solid unit? or single and divorced?) (I did not track remarriages or partnerships where one or both parties are divorced.)
Here are the results, which I am confident enough in as a person who doesn’t keep up with Facebook can be. (i.e. some of them maybe have split up, gotten together, etc., but I think these are solid)
Own a Home/Married = 36 individuals, including 7 couples who I know both people well enough to have saved their number in my phone
Rent/Married = 7 individuals
Own a Home/Partnered = 10 individuals (they don’t necessarily live together – the contact in the phone owns a home)
Rent/Partnered = 20 individuals, no duplicates or couples where I know both of them well enough to have both numbers
Own/Single and Divorced = 8 individuals
Rent/Single and Divorced = 8 individuals
Own/Single (no divorce known) = 14 individuals
Rent/Single = 57 individuals
Now here’s where it got even more interesting for me. These numbers are all in addition to the folks above.
I know their own or rent status but NOT their relationship status = 9 individuals
I know their relationships status but NOT their rent or own status = 61 individuals (woah!)
I know neither their relationship nor their housing status = 57 individuals (double woah, I have got some curiosity muscles to build!)
I guess the book stimulated my thinking about my goal of owning real estate, at least as my primary residence.
e) Spoke with members of the UVA Womens’ Tennis Team before the flight from Charlotte to SF. They play starting Friday at NCAA at Stanford. They’re in the equivalent of the Sweet 16. I asked them about training tips and we talked topspin techniques. I was such a groupie, it was great. Even stuck my little face over the back of the coaches’ seats to wish them luck and give them oogly adoration eyes.
http://www.virginiasports.com/SportSelect.dbml?SPID=10611&DB_OEM_ID=17800
The main one who helped me has the black stuff under her eyes in the pictures. I could rock that look next.
Well of course I have more to tell you….apparently the term bisexual does not work for everyone who likes all genders….apparently there are hormones to study….apparently I’m going to need to put Dancing With The Stars in my new weekly grid….I have 10 years’ of episodes to catch up on…..but this will do for now.
I hope you are bursting with joy and peeking around corners where you never looked before.
This advice has gotten much more refined as I’ve played with it over time.
The controlling neurotic perfectionists will likely be able to relate the most to what treacherous bridges must be crossed to begin Saying Yes.
It can be all-out war inside.
I’ve enjoyed many delicious examples of Yes today. That I’m here at all is big fat Yes.
Where am I? Gesalen, FriendHusband’s woodland retreat. I got out of bed just minutes ago, and it is 2:30pm. (Okay, I peed and ate breakfast, but still.)
Why am I here? This afternoon I begin a 4-day silent retreat at Spirit Rock Meditation Center in Woodacre, CA. Gesalen is just up the road.
What did it take for me to get here?
*willingness to spend the money (but I’ve already done retreats, why do I need to do another one/ I’ll never save up enough for a house down payment if I keep this up/ but can’t I just meditate for free at home and at the Integral Center?)
*willingness to take a few days off from my business (HARD – what if clients forget me/what if clients choose someone else because I’m not around/I don’t work all THAT hard so why the heck am I taking a break from it, etc.)
*willingness to be friends with FriendHusband at all (but he’s much older than I am/but he…lots of his business I won’t dish)
*willingness to not travel East over the holiday (but family really only gets together once a year/but they’d do all the work and why am I so selfish that I keep myself away from them at a special time/you never know how much longer any of us have on Earth)
*willingness to let go my rigid control around my food choices (but what if I gain weight and then really nobody wants to make out with me/but what if I can’t “control” myself/shouldn’t I “behave” since I’m just emerging from a hard time?)
And on and on.
And you know what, I stared at the trees and the rain and listened to my second favorite sound in the world for hours today. I wouldn’t trade anything for it. FriendHusband offered to go to the store while I laid in bed for my breakfast and lunch, so there went that worry without my having to do anything but tell him what I wanted. I asked him to play with my hair which I love love love, and he did and it felt wonderful. I usually tease him about his astrological study, but I was in a good space to hear it (yeses beget yeses) and it was actually fascinating how he explained it. (My chart says I’m mainly about sex and death and uncovering the unseen things in life. AND I’ll have tender feelings about the whole thing. Woah! That works!)
I said Yes yesterday when FriendHusband and Yam encouraged me to do the whole 9 yards of the retreat, which means 5am-10pm each day. I have this thing that I only want to say Yes when I can 100% guarantee I will do it. But that’s not really a dynamic approach. I meant it then. And then when I thought it through today, I realized my motivations for doing the retreat that way would be in pleasing and proving. Been there, done that, got the suffering T-shirt. So today I’m a Yes to NOT doing it from 5am-10pm each day, because I’ve learned about myself and my constitution that it wouldn’t work well for my health, really in any way. Could I force myself? I think so. Do I want to? Kind of, because I don’t want to get teased. Am I going to? No I’m not. There is a broader picture to consider, and I pray for guidance in continuing to consider it every day.
So I’m curious today, to what have you said Yes to? To what would you like to say Yes to, and what might be in the way? What’s the “long tail” as they say for what your specific yeses may lead to?
Happy Yes’ing
Reminder to future self looking back on this post. I listened to this song 20 times today and I have at least 20 more listens in me. We’re accepting happy music as acceptable obsession material these days. (“Them chickens jackin’ my style.” HA HA Ha ha hahaha)
I wrote a vision statement draft for someone today, and it totally lit me up. I called 5 friends who would get it before I found someone to listen. I cried after I read it and my face burned from all the feeling. Sometimes the hardest thing about life is accepting how dang good it can be.
Tonight on the way to play tennis I ran in to the friend I have mentioned before here who is a Buddhism teacher. He lives in the East Bay now, so it was a pleasant surprise to see him in a SF cafe. I’ve been running in to some “politeness” lately, where I show my love for people by staying out of their hair. So worst case scenario, I would have just walked by and told him about it later. I did text him that I had just walked by the cafe but didn’t want to disturb him. My story was that he was on a date with the hot woman he was sitting there laughing with, and I didn’t want him to “have” to explain how he knew me! (We were roommates at OT.) Turns out, he texted me immediately “Come back!!!” so I did. Also turns out the lady I met with him plays tennis. I got her number to play, as she lives in my area! Also turns out, I announced to them feeling great about the professional writing gig, and she is a professional writer and editor! Woah. Dude.
This may be a disconnected thought, but it’s where my mind was around that time so that’s why I’m stringing them together. I noticed that when I have a craving for sex (or at least that’s how I identify it now…maybe it will change when I put attention on it), I think about my pelvic area. And I was walking through the Castro looking at the sex shops and wondering, when gay men have a craving for sex, do they think about their anal area? If so, is that habit, or is the craving literally arising from there and that area literally needs some sort of attention. I don’t know how controversial this next statement will be for people, but it’s true so I’ll go ahead and say it. I prayed for God to touch me on the inside, and I prayed for God to help me allow God inside of my body. I guess that’s controversial for ME to say it to myself, so that’s why I’m worried what you’ll think. I’m just realizing I spent such a long time thinking it was a toxic waste dump inside of me that I wanted to protect everything and everyone from getting the toxicity on them. I know I’m not the only one, and I’m glad that I finally know I’m not the only one.
The About Face workshop I’m doing this Thursday has half guys in the class so they asked for a masculine focus. Oy. Feeling challenged by that. I don’t know how you boys work well enough to know what to say. It has been extremely powerful to recover alongside guys. Before that, I wouldn’t have guessed that guys ever worried about body image or weight.
I’m working with a new client tomorrow. A friend who I know from spiritual practice who is also a massage therapist. We spoke a couple of months ago about my helping him with finances, and I do recall sharing my “real” story with him, including OneTaste. He booked an appointment for me (that’s tomorrow) to help him with finances and organizing his office. Turns out he took the OT courses since we last spoke! I noticed my first thought was to offer to OM with him. That’s still a primary language, well past it being a primary practice for me. Interesting how that habit got in there. I think I’m used to the old days when there weren’t that many women who knew how to coach strokers. It’s changed since then, I think, and it seems like the evangelical work done by OT has increased the number of OMers, which is awesome. AND I don’t have to do it out of any internal responsibility. For whatever reason, OMing is not something I’ve turned to in the last year. Not sure why. It still makes sense to me. I love it and recommend it. I think conscious touch in all forms in powerful healing work. But the last time I practiced OMing I got 2 hours of sleep that night and it just didn’t feel quite right. I guess that’s just another example of my not having control over things I wish I did. (Item # 4 million on the list!) So, I didn’t at all mention it to him, and I don’t have to mention it tomorrow. I can just be a supportive professional friendly gal with some common interests.
I got another clue to the puzzle of why I’m so weird in person with Cadillac. It’s from a David Richo book, who I’ve been wanting to read for years, and am thrilled to have gotten around to him. Great stuff. “Some people reflect back to us our own Shadow side. We configure others to be “greater than” us, positively by awe, and negatively by dread. Actually, we are fearing the admirable or despicable qualities unintegrated in ourselves.”
Oh.
Told ya it was good.
Add to to-do list: integrate qualities! Stat!
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Top Ten Happiness Provokers in Beth Today
1) I got a Carmen song stuck in my mind and went I went to listen it out, I found this adorable classic.
2) Could feel a roommate’s anger. Asked her about it, stayed open, had a great sweet conversation. In the midst of a work deadline, communicating with a worker about the tub being full of dirt (they fixed it), as well as heading to a lunch meeting.
3) Thoroughly enjoyed said lunch with new neighborhood friend. She helps men “get the girl”, so I think I may have a possible solution to transitioning away from the dating client that’s not the best match for what I’m offering anymore. And she moved here from Texas and is really into spiritual things as well as entrepreneurship. Aye carumba!
4) Breathing in the sunshine after a fresh rain had passed by. Enjoyed a simple present walk.
5) Moving forward with the project to market the children’s book illustrator. Him sharing how I inspired him. Yay.
6) Another roommate, the master tenant, shared with me over breakfast that she may want to move out. I did not freak out (although I did selfishly think, “but I just bought a bed!!”). I will cross that bridge when I come to it. People say stuff all the time. It’s the action decisions that I need to take actions on. I absolutely do not need to knock myself out trying to find a place on CL just yet.
7) Yesterday I ran in to a friend on the bus, and we’ve been trying to work out a schedule for massage trades for ages. I called him with a time I could give him a massage today and he didn’t call me back. A friend and client texted me last minute to see if I would give him a massage today. I am totally in the mood for it, it will balance out the computer work I’ve been doing and smooth out my energy. Thank you thank you! Sometimes the blank of the desire gets filled in unexpected ways if I allow it to.
8) At a time this morning when I normally would have emotionally tanked when perceiving Cadillac didn’t like something, not only did my ship not sink, I stayed floating on the waves inside of me. Okay, so I caught a little bit of air on a couple of them, but no capsizing is definite progress.
9) I had a FANTASTIC conversation with a good friend today about a wild monk and the etiquette of conscious 3somes. Fascinating!
10) Still glowing from discovering that the 2 pastors for whom I’m babysitting on a regular basis are in a Presbyterian group of churches who are moving forward with ordaining gay and lesbian pastors. YAY!
- Someone I talk to about internet dating complains that the women don’t look like their pictures, that they’re usually 25 pounds heavier than they appear online. How to tenderly, compassionately say to this person that the women probably experience the same thing with this person?
First instinct: FIX IT for this person. Fix their brain around it. Straighten them out to enjoy the present moment and find the beauty in every single person that chooses to spend time with them.
Second instinct: oh crap, I need to take that advice myself and accept people around me exactly as they are. Dig deeper to find their inherent beauty, no matter how much they try to hide it from the world.
- A close friend remarks they saw a picture of me in the OneTaste days and I looked so confident. This friend doesn’t experience me that way in present life.
First instinct: Jerkwad, you have no idea how insane I was behind the scenes of those pretty pictures. Insufferable diva. Committed acts of violence that technically should have gotten me kicked out of the community. AND there was free talented labor on hand to style my hair and take me shopping and do whatever I wanted. It was beautiful. Yes, the pictures look good and that’s not the whole story. Sigh, men will never get it. They just want the skin deep trophy.
Second instinct: uh-oh, there’s not actually a problem in my life, not a single one. Got stuck again in trying to manufacture one. Oops, thanks, guy, for just making an observation. [Dismount the defensive battering ram, please ma'em. Step away from the hypocritical reflexive negative judgment.]
- Unconditional Serenity Regulars (hereby known as “USeRs“ ha ha ha ha ha) may remember my Diamond Cutter phase. Buddhist principles applied to modern day business practices. The definition of “karma” is something I remembered tonight. Basically, my actions create what I see in the world. I do good…I see good. I do bad…I see bad. The external circumstances will be what they will regardless. It’s not magic. It’s patterning, and the theory is that the brain can’t possibly see everything, and simple patterning will have us notice what is already planted inside.
First instinct upon remembering that: Oh crap again. I am so screwed. There is not enough time in this wee lifetime for me to start doing enough good to be able to see the good I’d like to.
Second instinct: that is SO yesterday to worry like that. I’m cleaning up so much. There are people I trust who see that the changes in me over time have rendered me unrecognizable in some ways. When I meditated tonight, part of the instruction was to focus on what you really truly want. First thought, no kidding, was to be connected to God. From there everything flows. I want it so bad. It makes everything beyond tolerable. It guides me, it calms me, it’s the light that shines in so much dark. And I’m still working on building that faith that it will never run out and I’ll never be punished for being bad or wrong.
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What’s on my radar? I like to do an occasional round-up.
*Obviously, love and sex relationship. I can try to wrest my mind and body from it, but that’s just me wanting to control Mother Nature. (“Don’t talk to your motha that way. You behave and follow your healthy instincts.”) How to play and engage in health and creativity. Nourishment is what I want to exchange.
*Quickbooks. Found a City College class. A generous friend is also going to show me his company’s QuickBooks for a live demo. Also want to brush up on Quicken for a new client who wants me to clean up past years’ records.
*Tennis league. First practice tomorrow night. Go, 1-woman team.2 challenges have gone unanswered. Uh-oh. It’s okay baby, just keep going.
*Massage trades. Currently just trading messages with folks but want to get on it.
*Reviewing Dave Ramsey investing lesson to then talk with mentor about setting up appropriate type of real estate savings account(s).
*Setting up new clients, especially after a fairly heavy duty weekly client wraps up in mid-December. I LOVE the variety that is coming through now. So fun!
*St Francis prayer. When I find myself wanting, turn it around and discover how to give what I wish I was getting.
*Dancing. I ante’d up for a 4-class card at Dance Mission, yay. Also, performing this Friday at FNB is an amazing singer from St Louis who loves playing for dancers and it should be rockin’. I hope little grandma here can stay up for at least part of it!
*My birthday is November 22. Mark your calendars. I love love love my birthday.
Play with this if you like.
A viral movement.
Label yourself with a Treat Me Like A Dog sticker, button, Facebook post, etc.
Why?
2 of my most loving encounters this weekend were with dawgs. I pet them and loved them and laughed with them. It was delightful. Their owners looked like they were feeling left out.
So I say, Treat Me Like A Dog. Your assertion of that will let people know they can be extra friendly and rubby to you. The movement of friendliness and connection could use some momentum and sense of humor to spread like the wildfire it deserves.
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I think part of my life purpose is to work with couples. I started the financial counseling/training/assisting with a new couple today. They’ve been together for 10 years. They are wildly lovely. And like anyone who has been together that long, there are some sore points and things that have gone unexpressed. I enjoyed translating their desires and preferences and joining them with the concrete numbers. We spent about 2 hours and got through a TON of history and they left the session with a September spending plan. It is so good to just start *somewhere*. Just start.
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I asked the guy part of the client couple for a “manslation” (a term coined by FriendWife). Cadillac and I went bathing suit shopping yesterday for me. In the evening, we hot tubbed (yay hot water and new friends). He snapped an iPhone photo of me in the new suit before we hit the tub and emailed it to me on his way out this morning with no words. My eating disordered brain told me he sent it to me to get me the message that I’d better lose some weight or else. ED brain added I’ll make him look bad on the beach in Hawaii, just for some extra credit pain. (Yes, ED got that interpretation from no words of Cadillac’s.) So I asked new client for the manslation of receiving the photo. He said guys aren’t like that. He said if that’s really what Cadillac thought, then he probably would have made a blunter comment than sending a picture with no remarks. He said Cadillac probably liked how I looked and enjoyed sending it to me. Oh. I hadn’t considered that possibility. Part of how I worked with that pinch in my mind this morning was summoning a strong large Polynesian woman to hold me in my mind. To welcome me to the island, and to let myself enjoy it regardless of how I think I look. Hitting a meeting this morning was crazy helpful. I see this disease killing women of all ages….taking our voice and our confidence and any sense of value about ourselves that we “should” have. Grrr.
Okay, as I was searching for images of a polynesian woman, Google images included more photos of Marlon Brando than I can comprehend. Life is a mystery, my friends.
This woman does not expect me to have toothpick arms.
So Much Goodness
‘Bout to burst with it!
I contacted an ex, someone who friend-divorced me when I moved to OT. I emailed him after 5 years of mutual silence and asked if I could have 5 minutes of his time to share with him a way I realized I behaved in our relationship. I was nervous he wasn’t going to write me back. Not only did he, he said he also felt embarrassed at how it had ended, and he looked forward to hearing from me. We had a great, clean 20-minute conversation today. Wow, we’ve both grown a lot and it was a blessing to witness that. My jealousy was outrageously out of control when he and I were dating. If he breathed around a woman I wanted to scratch some eyeballs out, maybe one from each of them. And today we just kind of laughed with some distance and humility, and it was enjoyable to catch each other up on our current careers and partners and how it’s going with everything. **applause** A window re-opened where a door had closed before.
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From Julia Cameron’s Money Drunk Money Sober
p 95 “For the way out of poverty addiction, it is very important that we begin to focus on what delights us and let ourselves have a little bit of that. All too often, a recovering poverty addict remains addicted to being sensible. As a result, the new purchases are often as unattractive and unappealing as the old. Poverty addicts need to unhook their sense of virtue from having no money and stop blocking their creativity with worry.”
I am going to buy a bed.
My room with the door open is approximately 84 inches wide.
Standard Queen: 60″ × 80″
Bring it.
Next step: if going the Craig’s List route, find transportation and a helper. If going the store route, find some more money in my spending plan for it.
HoneyG, I also want to publicly acknowledge that your trip to Portugal TOTALLY inspired me to be able to say yes to Hawaii. Thank you for helping me increase my delight!
And Cadillac, thank you for being so fun and for knowing that I would be soothed by talking about our luggage plan in advance. My mom used to pack for trips weeks in advance. Bless her heart, the packed suitcase would be sitting there, just waiting to be shipped out. I think she’d tell you that so I can put it up here. Apple not far from the tree.
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So there’s this guy David Wood. solutionbox.com is his website. Really neat kismet led us to reconnect and I had a hunch you might enjoy reading the email exchange. I choose to be out alongside my friends! (Yes, I am the spiritual intelligent woman in his article.) So, the ‘no thinking or analyzing part’ is not in the least true. Those of you who know me know that I would have to be comatose to not analyze something. It leaves out that I had to get to a mental hospital before agreeing to accept western medical treatment for my clinical depression and raging anxiety, but, okay, yes, in the moment of speaking with him I was able to present it in a straightforward way!
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On Wed, Aug 25, 2010 at 11:50 AM, david wood <david@***> wrote:
hi hon
are you not on facebook anymore?
where are you?
just posted this article on facebook – it mentions you
tks
RED PILL OR THE BLUE PILL?
Should you take medicine or not?
Firstly I have to be clear that I am not a Doctor nor a therapist. So you should definitely consult with who you consider to be a qualified professional when making your decision. And – I’d like to offer you some viewpoints that may help you come to the decision that’s right for you.
On one hand – a Doctor friend of mine was begging me to take the medication. He said “that’s what it’s for! Your brain is out of balance, and this can help it come back into balance. Without the medication you can go further off center. Plus, it’s harder for you to take care of yourself while you’re in that state”. And he had a point – sometimes the odd sleeping pill at the right time could stop me going into a spiral which ended in a real anxiety condition. And things WERE getting out of hand…I was miserable, sleeping 20 minutes to 3 hours a night, and spending most long minutes of the day just trying to get by.
But on the other hand, I had a lot of spiritual friends – who believed taking medication was bad. One friend of mine, a recovering alcoholic, said I’d get addicted and should ‘heal naturally’. Another AA member said my psychiatrist was my ‘pusher’ and got really angry at me. Another friend – a Doctor – said my central nervous system needed to be ‘clean’ so I could heal, and that he wouldn’t work with me if I was taking the medication because it would slow my healin.I knew of people who were on drugs for years, some for life, and I wanted to be able to handle this myself. I was worried my spiritual friends would think less of me. In truth, I thought less of me – that taking the pills meant I was weak.
So what to do?
The turning point for me came when a spiritual intelligent woman who I respected mentioned that she was taking medication for depression. I was surprised she would do that and asked her why, to which she replied simply: “I like myself better when I’m taking the pills”. To her it was simple – end of story! She didn’t make a big thing out of it, she didn’t talk about it – she just took her medication like anyone would take supplements and her life was better. No thinking, no agonizing, no judging, just a better life.
As I thought more about it, I realized that I had certain coping skills for a certain amount of stress. I had a certain foundation. I asked myself: “If I took anti-anxiety medication for the next six months, what could I improve about my foundation so that at the end of six months I would be a stronger person and no longer need the assistance of the medication?” And then I answered it: “I can exercise 4-5 times a week, learn meditation, practice yoga, improve my diet, strengthen my support network, get some counseling, and remove the stressors in my life.”
This question and answer was key to my healing. It allowed me to happily (almost) take the medication knowing I had a plan, and I was getting stronger.
And, it worked.
Here’s how I would choose whether or not to take medicine regularly. If I have capacity to push my edge, to feel everything that’s coming up, and my foundation is strong enough to handle it, then I’ll push myself. I’ll handle the lack of sleep, I’ll cry a bunch, I’ll exercise, I’ll journal, and the other coping and healing modalities I’ve learned. But – if this fight feels to big for me and I feel I’m past my edge, I’ll happily take medication for a fixed period of time while I build my foundation and take care of myself.
Beth Crittenden
to david
Hi sweetheart…..great to hear from you!
I pulled myself off of Facebook because I consistently used it for not good but evil. “Compare and despair” as I’ve heard it called is what I would do, and I didn’t like that quality of life. I’d get so jealous and lose my basis of gratitude, which to me feels like a form of death.
I’m living in San Francisco now, specifically in Noe Valley. One of my roommates is a gardener and she hatches butterflies in our living room. It is super sweet!
Thank you so much for sharing what you wrote. That will positively impact a great number of people. Thank you for being “out” about it. : )
It’s also beautiful that you’re writing to me since I recently had a David Wood experience that I hoped to tell you about someday!
I do financial counseling now for individuals and businesses. My friend R has started with a partner a “spiritual publishing company”, and I was helping them put together a plan. We met at her house and your book was sitting on her bed! She said she really liked it. So I got a book for myself, also! : ) Yes, I still need to read it but I know so far I really like the title.
Big hugs and I’m glad to be back in touch with you,
Beth
My blog: unconditionalserenity.com
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(His book I reference is called Get Paid for Who You Are, FYI.)
Thanks for reading.
Thanks to the precious 4 of you who entered your own response in the money poll.
Thanks for having done something that was 100% entirely You today.
Thanks for pulling your head off the pillow and interacting somehow in the world today.
Thanks for being another limbic system to ping and find connection with.
I dreamed last night that I was playing golf with Sarah Silverman and her boyfriend.
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Okay, Little Shy Rabbit is putting herself out there. Craig’s List today it is. I put this up and wanted to share it with you, as well.
The other listings are so DRY in financial services! Let’s have some fun with money! C’mon, people, play with it with me!
Money Lover (noe valley)
Date: 2010-08-25, 5:11PM PDT
Reply to: your anonymous craigslist address will appear here [Errors when replying to ads?]
Hello!
I’ve developed a service where I help people both practically and emotionally with their financial situation.
Do you worry about what’s happening with your money?
Are you generally a connected person, interested in good relationships with yourself and others?
My clients are seeing a big difference after our working together.
It’s a combination of me joining in on observing your expenditures, and then our talking weekly to check in and see how it’s going and plan for how it can be even better.
I see people in my rustic backyard in Noe Valley, or am glad to meet you elsewhere in the city.
You do deserve to have support in this area. I’d like to help you with that. I offer a free consultation conversation. Want to have a chat and see if we might work well together?
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My friend LafinSurfer had a good point today about the service I’m offering. “How do you know if someone is a good fit for you, and both of you would benefit from working together?’
So, the filtering questions I came up with are:
1) Do you have a current budget tracking and reconciliation mechanism? Plainly, do you know how much is coming in, how much is going out, and know for sure that the prior is more than the latter?
2) Do you have any debt?
3) Do you have financial goals you haven’t yet met?
Like that for now.
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