tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post5211984594329684008..comments2024-03-10T10:05:51.113-07:00Comments on misswhistle: Beginning to see the lightMiss Whistlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11103831095827005334noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-73631345461387888882015-04-24T18:20:08.841-07:002015-04-24T18:20:08.841-07:00It's a rainy night in Scotland and I can't...It's a rainy night in Scotland and I can't sleep. I was noodling about on the internet, and I suddenly remembered I hadn't been to your blog for a while. I'm so glad I came. Two things struck me. One is that you always write your most beautiful prose when you are in pain. And the other is a bit odder and more twisted. It's a bittersweet thank you. I choose, slightly oddly, to live alone and not think about romantic love. I was absolutely useless at it, and your words remind me exactly of what I was like, only ten times worse. I sometimes think I perhaps am missing out, or being a coward, but I do believe in playing to one's strengths. Reading your ravishing, haunting, honest post has given me a reminder about why I made that odd decision, on which society frowns so hard. I get the family love, the horse love, the dog love, the Scotland love. It's not a bad bargain. I think you are braver than I, because you are still searching. I love your authenticity, and thank you for it and send love across the ocean. xxx PS. Don't mind the Anonymous too much. I had one once, and she made me cry. Then I gave her silent permission to be her, and I got to be me, and I finally understood which was the fuzzy end of that lollipop. Tania Kindersleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-11164911080751466512015-04-04T12:16:22.430-07:002015-04-04T12:16:22.430-07:00So, at last you have remembered this. Sorry you f...So, at last you have remembered this. Sorry you forgot about it. Remember also, to be kind to others! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-13436903969905718812015-04-04T12:16:09.363-07:002015-04-04T12:16:09.363-07:00So, at last you have remembered this. Sorry you f...So, at last you have remembered this. Sorry you forgot about it. Remember also, to be kind to others! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-50857540729081542402015-04-03T12:33:30.252-07:002015-04-03T12:33:30.252-07:00You are a good writer. A good word is friend. Th...You are a good writer. A good word is friend. That is what you are isn't it, after all. You are a friend, its not complicated unless you make it such. He should call you a friend. Its in your head the fuss you make. I suppose thats what writers do. <br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-37989818539187077742015-04-03T12:28:36.027-07:002015-04-03T12:28:36.027-07:00Thats funny, feeling embarrassed, in LA??? I woul...Thats funny, feeling embarrassed, in LA??? I wouldn't care if I were you what anyone thinks. <br /><br />What did he make you cry over??? Over what? Why embarrassed? Are you afraid anyone will see you for as you are?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-47316231861073982612015-03-28T07:38:09.946-07:002015-03-28T07:38:09.946-07:00I have learnt so much from reading this post; to b...I have learnt so much from reading this post; to be kind to others and myself.<br />Thank you, thank you<br />MarieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-1816000517109819312015-03-28T01:39:14.946-07:002015-03-28T01:39:14.946-07:00It was lovely to see a post from you in my email w...It was lovely to see a post from you in my email when I completed my work for the day and settled into bed.<br /><br />I'm finally sorting through the disarray created by the last chaotic years, and returning my life to the order that in the past I relied upon to give me a sense of serenity and strength to use to face the world. When I was sorting through the stacks of files and piles of paper, I found one of your blog posts I'd printed out. The blog post, Winging it Across America, was a list of ten things. I loved what you included in your list about perspective, movement instead of rumination, and love being the answer *if it is kind.* I think those ideas you wrote on 7 June 2014 complement what you wrote here.<br /><br />In the sorting and organizing I did today, in my emotional archeological dig, I read the wedding vows my ex-husband and I wrote for our wedding at the chapel in Yosemite, found the drawings my young nieces made in our Ahwahnee hotel room, looked at the files for the rape and its aftermath and the work and education plans it derailed, sorted through stacks of divorce paperwork, and the stacks of paper created by the sale of two homes in twelve months, read old journal entries for things I had forgotten or remembered in an entirely different way, and was filled with sadness, loss, and a sense that there has been more failure than success in my life. I felt overwhelmed by wreckage.<br /><br />But once I set aside the work, and after I had put a satisfying amount of paper in the recycling bin, an act which in some way felt like I was moving the paper and the events and emotions the papers represented away from me in a vessel of their own (I imagine a Viking ship burial where all the papers go up in satisfying flames and become something else entirely), and wrote in my new journal for the first time, I realized that my stubborn optimism, a gift from my dad, was pushing its way back up to the surface. I wrote, "I hope organizing what I need, letting go of what I don't, both physically and emotionally, instead of clinging to old things and old feelings, will set me free to move to a new place. It has been a painful day, but I feel a sense of lightness and hope. Optimism rises." <br /><br />When I read what you wrote this evening, it does feel like you are coming back to yourself, your optimism, your sense of wonder in what a day gives, after a period of difficulty, and I'm glad. I understand what you are doing and the things that you have done, and I wish you contentment and moments of joy in your new moments.<br /><br />I think Lisa is right, this seems like the starting place, or as T. S. Eliot said, "And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from."<br /><br />One last thing in this long comment: As I was reading your post, and thinking how much more it seemed like you (if I can say that about someone I've not yet met, and I can and I did), I also had this pleasurable sense that there was a group of us who care about each other reading what you wrote, and that made me happy.<br /><br />Thank you for writing these posts. It is an effort you don't have to make, and your efforts enrich me<br /><br />Goodnight. The dogs are enough for now. The dogs are wonderful. xo.Katherine C. Jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08834591103511225376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-82699614416135459022015-03-27T09:53:05.158-07:002015-03-27T09:53:05.158-07:00I think this is the starting place. <3I think this is the starting place. <3LPChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18209861350905135093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-73295326309592705562015-03-27T09:38:10.081-07:002015-03-27T09:38:10.081-07:00@Lib572 Thank you, what a very kind thing to say. ...@Lib572 Thank you, what a very kind thing to say. It does feel like coming back! xx<br /><br />@Susan, thank you so much for this. I am happy to discover new paradigm astrology. It's beginning to make so much sense. I am enormously grateful xoxoMiss Whistlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11103831095827005334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-53846507446323150402015-03-27T09:13:51.424-07:002015-03-27T09:13:51.424-07:00Dear you: welcome to the light of day after your t...Dear you: welcome to the light of day after your trip to the dark side of the moon. Give a listen to the March 10 reading at new paradigm astrology dot com - I promise it will explain some of the forces at play. (not a spam thing ... trust me). Many of us have been swirling in a high pressure system where bad outweighed good but times they are a'changing. <3Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12354323590281230208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-13834493436358838292015-03-27T09:00:54.354-07:002015-03-27T09:00:54.354-07:00Gosh ..such a journey u have travelled .
Sorry it&...Gosh ..such a journey u have travelled .<br />Sorry it's so painful but u have lobviously learned a lot and I hear yr old self in this post ...welcome back from your travels xxxxLib572noreply@blogger.com