Little Ms. Suzie Falter-Not-Barns – my partner in the Writer’s Spa (a utter complete and juicy delight to create in this our SIXTH year because we are always so moved at how this week nurtures and inspires the women writers who attend) has tagged me to reveal five things not readily known about me.
Five things? Yikes! Hmmm…
Okay, here goes:
I take a nap almost every day, often for an hour or even a little more. I used to feel guilty about my siesta and while I no longer do, I do wish I could train myself to make my dream time a bit shorter. I also wonder what Allison, this little neighbor girl who loves to hang around my daughter Lilly thinks about me taking naps. She lives in a very conservative home – very different then ours, in other words.
I am having fantasizes about being an artist who creates work for the public. This feels very insane of me to say out loud. Or write, that is.
I am pretty sure each of us is spirit in human form – that in fact, everything from the snow falling outside my window to this computer is spirit in a form. I am becoming more and more dedicated to a spiritual non-dual daily reality.
I yearn for more local community but I am also shy and afraid of people, and so I often hermitize.
I sometimes find it easier to love my dog than my family.
I tag:
The Talented and True Keri
My So Amazing Friend and Business help mate Lain
The Adorable and Up Beat Claudine
The Intriguing Anahata
My neighbor the Very Kind Julie
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4 responses so far ↓
1 CirceNona Jan 17, 2007
Wow! A fellow napper who isn’t afraid to admit it! I’ve always told people I never outgrew my childhood naptime, but my nap habit and desperate need for it was explained about 8 years ago when I found out I have fibromyalgia. It finally made sense as to why I needed more than average sleep and extra downtime.
I think I’m going to journal five things people might not know about me, good inspiration!
2 Laura Howard Jan 17, 2007
Hi Jennifer,
I’m glad you accepted the challenge. It’s amazing how when we are vulnerable we most resonate with others. Or…others find themselves in you. I love hearing you share that you long for a local community and are shy with others. And, you can still love writing books, hosting retreats…..it can be a yes, and.
I think many of us long for that local community of girlfriends that we can be truly vulnerable with, share our dreams and celebrations without apology for shining our light, and share the darkest of days when we’ve had too much chocolate and not enough light – and they still love us.
Thank you.
Laura
Laura Howard West
3 deb Jan 17, 2007
Jennifer,
My mom died a year ago yesterday. I would have loved to do a retreat but cost prohibited it so Friday I am getting a massage, visiting the bookstore with my Christmas gift cards in hand and plan to spend as much time as needed writing with my golden retriever on my lap! if there is more time, I’ll watch movies. I totally emapathize with the feelings you have described. This grief is an experience I did not expect. Much different from how I grieved when our baby daughter died 20 years ago. Life is always a lesson.
I get so much out of your writing!
I’ve had the Comfort book since it originally came out and have used it alot with my therapy clients.Thank you!
Deb
4 Maryam Jan 18, 2007
Hi there Jennifer, just found your blog. I too, am an inveterate napper! My circadian rhythms contrive to produce my best work between 11pm and 2am and in order to do that I sleep six or seven hours at night and have my nap hour during the day. The “hour” is more like a pipe dream though (no pun intended), it’s usually half an hour to 45 minutes. But the rewards! I get my best ideas *during* my naps (well there and while sitting on the porcelain throne…) and after them, refreshed from the continuous onslaught of email.
Yoga too, is another daily relaxant. I often find that after yoga, I feel as refreshed as after a nap. I practice Yin Yoga and its poses are very slow and measured, often held for five minutes or more. Dee-licious….
I also resonated to what you wrote about local community. I live in a large city but my best, most bosom buddies are miles and miles away at the other end of the continent and all over Europe. Thanks be to the Goddess of Communication for Skype. We keep a chat window open all day and pop each other cheery hellos, family updates and requests for help constantly. It’s a great comfort but…no substitute for the real thing.
I hermitize because yearn though I do for more company, I am much more creative on my own. I keep meaning to seek out a class to take or secular choir to sing in, but times and dates never seem to mesh well. Best are the chance meetings, such as the time in a coffee shop with a sweet lady who went to college with my high school sweetheart – though both schools are over half a continent away. Pleasant reminiscences and lovely connection.
I have cats, but feel the same way about them as you do your dog. They get me and they aren’t afraid to tell me I’m being a ninny upon occasion. It’s all in the raise of the furry eyebrow and the disdainful washing of the paw, with the occasional “I can’t *believe* her” backward glance. There’s nothing more scathing than a cat who feels its just witnessed human idiocy.
Thank you for taking up Suz’s challenge – we all have lots in common to note the comments here…
Warm Blessings,
Maryam