Oh yes, I remember you when you did know everything and understood everything and were manifesting like crazy!
You were equipped with new toys that you could take apart and fix in new ways. I continue to stand in awevof that time
Fast forward…
I am filled with deep appreciation, curiosity and wonder as I continued to view you with awe. You have moved from knowing to seeking. A Hunter-gatherer of a new path
For me, backward and forward to now. Watching you step beyond your comfort zone into the vast land of — I Don’t Know land is both thrilling as full of trepidation, joy, curiosity and wonder.
Perplexingly it backs up against my own exploration of an unknown zone for me. I am rather awestruck by my being incredibly unadjusted! What an incredible time this is. I’ve been one to always find ways to balance my act. Now, with my act so unbalanced I am rather awestruck by my own discomfort and awkwardness.
Yet, I’ll hobble and amble along heading toward home. I will be there soon and invite you for tea.
Thank you for sharing your story, Glenn. We really have read the same teachers! So many beautiful reminders in here -- every stage serves a purpose, there's no need to rush to the end (spoiler alert: we're always beginning and becoming!).
I've also been thinking about including an article voiceover or videos. In this text-heavy medium, I'm curious about making space for aural resonance. What's your experience been like creating and offering the voiceovers? The music is an amazing touch -- it reminds me a bit of The Emerald podcast, which so beautifully weaves together music and story.
Ah, the voiceovers. Those are the most embarrassing part of this whole thing! Every time I hear them, it’s like catching my voice on an old answering machine (dating myself here) and wondering who is that guy? The voice in my head sounds nothing like the one that comes out recorded. And the other voice, my inner critic heckler, is convinced it’s terrible and I should stop immediately. So, I picture him in a ridiculous hat, roll my eyes, and hit publish just to spite him.
I wasn’t sure if the music was too over the top, but some of the poetry seems to demand it. I don’t know why, but it does. I'm definitely still new to this, still figuring it out, still trying to ignore the heckler in the cheap seats.
Looking forward to reading (or maybe one day hearing) more of your pieces! :)
I still love listening to this one over and over
Remembering …
Oh yes, I remember you when you did know everything and understood everything and were manifesting like crazy!
You were equipped with new toys that you could take apart and fix in new ways. I continue to stand in awevof that time
Fast forward…
I am filled with deep appreciation, curiosity and wonder as I continued to view you with awe. You have moved from knowing to seeking. A Hunter-gatherer of a new path
For me, backward and forward to now. Watching you step beyond your comfort zone into the vast land of — I Don’t Know land is both thrilling as full of trepidation, joy, curiosity and wonder.
Perplexingly it backs up against my own exploration of an unknown zone for me. I am rather awestruck by my being incredibly unadjusted! What an incredible time this is. I’ve been one to always find ways to balance my act. Now, with my act so unbalanced I am rather awestruck by my own discomfort and awkwardness.
Yet, I’ll hobble and amble along heading toward home. I will be there soon and invite you for tea.
Thank you for sharing your story, Glenn. We really have read the same teachers! So many beautiful reminders in here -- every stage serves a purpose, there's no need to rush to the end (spoiler alert: we're always beginning and becoming!).
I've also been thinking about including an article voiceover or videos. In this text-heavy medium, I'm curious about making space for aural resonance. What's your experience been like creating and offering the voiceovers? The music is an amazing touch -- it reminds me a bit of The Emerald podcast, which so beautifully weaves together music and story.
Ah, the voiceovers. Those are the most embarrassing part of this whole thing! Every time I hear them, it’s like catching my voice on an old answering machine (dating myself here) and wondering who is that guy? The voice in my head sounds nothing like the one that comes out recorded. And the other voice, my inner critic heckler, is convinced it’s terrible and I should stop immediately. So, I picture him in a ridiculous hat, roll my eyes, and hit publish just to spite him.
I wasn’t sure if the music was too over the top, but some of the poetry seems to demand it. I don’t know why, but it does. I'm definitely still new to this, still figuring it out, still trying to ignore the heckler in the cheap seats.
Looking forward to reading (or maybe one day hearing) more of your pieces! :)