This post was so unique - it inhabits that in-between space of an unstructured but profound journal entry, that space where the contradictions of the human experience all make sense and art is born. Sometimes, writers block ends up being a muse in a way you’d least expect. Does this comment even make sense??? I hope so. Either way, thanks for sharing something new.
Oh… and I also have VERY vivid memories of doing “impossible” things as a child. There is something to that
This comment totally made my day - THANK YOU Olivia. This post (and part II of the series coming next weekend... which is entirely unlike anything I've ever written) were SO delightful to write. In fact, I had originally meant to share the whole thing as one story, but it got so long than the voiceover was going to be over 40 minutes - HA.
As I was writing this, I knew that it would also blur the lines between reality and the imaginary -- the story about having a vivid memory of flying as a child is completely true. As is another memory of watching a pair of my shoes walk down a hallway in front of me (without my feet in them). I often wonder what we can't do because we were told it wasn't possible. Thank you so much for reading!
Wow, that card and poem your mom gave you are amazing! I’m going to add that meditation by the Dali Lama to my to-do list. Thank you for sharing and I’m looking forward to Part II. (The Anastasia flying through the universe image is phenomenal too!)
My husband and I enjoyed listening to this post this morning. I wanted to share that we laughed out loud when you said "There have been moments when I wonder if I am doing enough." You, not doing enough? IMPOSSIBLE!
What a beautiful whale picture by your mom - that is stunning!!
Will look forward to the part two of this fun post!
I love your description and imagery of flying! As a child I have very vivid memories of making up (and honestly believing) some pretty fantastical scenarios. My invisible pet cat went on for years. I would also work through challenging things by seeing myself as someone else solving things for everyone. In some respects you could call this, “hope.” It certainly was my way of dealing with some tough situations a child. Keep flying! I’m glad you liked the poem and card ❤️
This post was so unique - it inhabits that in-between space of an unstructured but profound journal entry, that space where the contradictions of the human experience all make sense and art is born. Sometimes, writers block ends up being a muse in a way you’d least expect. Does this comment even make sense??? I hope so. Either way, thanks for sharing something new.
Oh… and I also have VERY vivid memories of doing “impossible” things as a child. There is something to that
This comment totally made my day - THANK YOU Olivia. This post (and part II of the series coming next weekend... which is entirely unlike anything I've ever written) were SO delightful to write. In fact, I had originally meant to share the whole thing as one story, but it got so long than the voiceover was going to be over 40 minutes - HA.
As I was writing this, I knew that it would also blur the lines between reality and the imaginary -- the story about having a vivid memory of flying as a child is completely true. As is another memory of watching a pair of my shoes walk down a hallway in front of me (without my feet in them). I often wonder what we can't do because we were told it wasn't possible. Thank you so much for reading!
Wow, that card and poem your mom gave you are amazing! I’m going to add that meditation by the Dali Lama to my to-do list. Thank you for sharing and I’m looking forward to Part II. (The Anastasia flying through the universe image is phenomenal too!)
Awww, thank you Mindi! My mom is a pretty talented artist. Let me know what you think of the meditation - it's beautiful and so is the prayer.
The Anastasia flying through the universe is so over the top... it made me laugh a lot. Thanks so much for being here and for reading, Mindi!
My husband and I enjoyed listening to this post this morning. I wanted to share that we laughed out loud when you said "There have been moments when I wonder if I am doing enough." You, not doing enough? IMPOSSIBLE!
What a beautiful whale picture by your mom - that is stunning!!
Will look forward to the part two of this fun post!
Isn’t it funny the things we tell ourselves?! Ha!!
I’m so glad you loved it - I had fun writing it. Part II takes a totally unexpected turn 😂😂 I’m sure you will be able to verify that it’s all real 😉
Thank you so much for reading Chizuko 🥰
I love your description and imagery of flying! As a child I have very vivid memories of making up (and honestly believing) some pretty fantastical scenarios. My invisible pet cat went on for years. I would also work through challenging things by seeing myself as someone else solving things for everyone. In some respects you could call this, “hope.” It certainly was my way of dealing with some tough situations a child. Keep flying! I’m glad you liked the poem and card ❤️