Ten Things of Thankful 138 (mash-up) #10Thankful

Come close, come close, sit alongside me
Let me nestle up close and whisper in your ear
Listen close, listen close, for wonderously
I have delightful things for only YOU to hear…

I keep being reminded by Various Interested Parties, that this is a public blog, and sometimes, perhaps (maybe) I volunteer a little too much information, impart a smidgen too much heart, and a teensy bit too much heart. Sometimes, perhaps (maybe), I might like to be more guarded or recalcitrant about the level of share, to say less, to infer or allude, or leave it out altogether.

Sometimes, perhaps (maybe), I think my Various Interested Parties might be right.

But also most usually, often, I forget about the somebody-nobody-anybody who might pitch up from the Unknowns of this World Between the Wires. I forget they don’t know me, my past, my present, or my dreams, the way you do. I forget they don’t share our history of connectedness and friendship. I forget they’re whoevers from wherever, stopping by to view, enjoy (or look askance at what they find) and leave, without trace.

Most usually, often, I forget it’s not just us, the way I’d like it to be.

That said, and nonetheless, my Very Interested Parties might be reassured (I hope) by the knowledge that my attitude to writing thus far has (apparently) done nothing to harm me, and everything to embetter my world, for through candid words, frank opinions, open acknowledgement of feelings, and yes, sometimes bluntness, I’ve built relationships, founded friendships, and established deep, nourishing connections with some of my very favourite people in the entire world.

I love, LOVE that my patch in the World Between the Wires can work that way.

Sometimes, perhaps (maybe) I should be carefuller or more reticent with you, but most usually, often, we enjoy the onscreen equivalent of a long look into each other’s eyes, the palm-to-palm of mutual greeting, and the silent transmission of deep and vital information.

I’m thankful for that.

I’ve had a week of wonders. Like seriously, bigHUGE wonders.

A week of wonders

I’ve stared, slightly glazed, through a window at several-whateverty-thousand feet, watching in silent awe as the sky transformed itself into my third (or forth) sunset of the day, having chased the brighter side of the heavens across the world in a jet which may have proven my pathway to a do-over at life.

I’ve grinned in delight and pick-up-where-you-left-off-happiness at welcomes small and large, from friends, from their young’uns, and the not-quite-deja-vu sense of having been here before, but having belonged, and of belonging now, as though I fit this world and these people as well as I fit with my people back in the UK.

Quiet wellings of satisfaction have overtaken me as I’ve successfully negotiated (with help, sometimes, admittedly) things which are commonplace for locals, but complex for foreigners, yet things I’m pleased to get under my belt as checked off and done. Like finding my way on the metro. Finding my way to the metro. Not getting lost. Taking initiative. Deciding to take advantage of a day out in DC to hang out longer, alone, English in the Big City, appreciating the sights and sounds and places of interest I could do by myself, without hand-holding, just me.

I’ve laughed, oh GOSH have I laughed, until my sides ached and tears near spilled mirth down my cheeks in excitement and happiness and enjoyment of those moments shared.

There have been moments of profound stillness, wrapped in frenzied excitement, the two in seeming juxtaposition yet perfectly blended and inclusive of each other, as the potential for dreams to come true have seemed to (perhaps, maybe) align with reality in ways hitherto unseen and unthunk of, yet which now hang in my mind’s eye, shimmering with possibility and hope.

I basked in warmth, in the bliss and quiet-peace-musicked joy of feeling my body melt under professional hands, accounting for the experience under heading of ‘research’, luxuriating in it under the heading of ‘sensual delight’. Transported to another plane of existence between sleep and awake, between feeling and the non-acknowledgement of existence beyond my own physical sphere, I reveled in the soothing, the roughing, the smoothing, the stretching, the bending, un-kinking and relaxing of a Winter Warmer treatment at the incredible Salamander Spa*.

I’ve connected, re-connected, hugged, held hands, shared looks, laughs and a helluva lot of real, with people I’m so SO happy to have in my world, courtesy of this somewhere-and-nowhere-yet-gap-filled-with-meaning.

I’ve spent my week dancing through dreams fulfilled, hopes realised, purpose discovered, desires established, understandings reached, connections deepened, opportunities taken, chances grabbed and possibilities reached for.

I was sent on this journey of discovering and establishing, with well-wishes and love, and fingers crossed for goodness, light, information, and the first steps towards Becoming.

And if I can whisper in your ear, I can tell you of well-wishes come true, love which has known only increase and proliferation, goodness which has abounded, light which has lit me from within, information which has underpinned new (maybe) pathways, and absolutely most definitely huge strides towards Becoming.

And in those late-night moments of soul-shivering clarity, goosebumped skin, fast-beating heart and the rapturous catch of next-breath, have lain the profoundly stilling, inescapable, truths of Real; of Life; of Love.

And I am HERE.

 

How’s your week been, lovely one?

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**This, in the spirit I adopt when passing a particularly luxurious house/car/whatever – “Oh, gorgeous – I’ll take six…”

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51 thoughts on “Ten Things of Thankful 138 (mash-up) #10Thankful

  1. Your style of writing is so poetic. You have a real gift. So glad you are enjoying your trip. The Salamander Spa looks amazing and your description of your massage, makes me realize how many months it has been since I last had a massage. It is long overdue.

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  2. Sounds like you are having a wonderful time too! I can appreciate your sense of achievement finding your way around, on your own, what a great feeling that is! And it’s good news that you are fitting in so well there. My favourite sentence of this post is:”I’ve spent my week dancing through dreams fulfilled, hopes realised, purpose discovered, desires established, understandings reached, connections deepened, opportunities taken, chances grabbed and possibilities reached for.” Beautifully written and hugely inspiring.

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    • Awh thank you. I’ve really truly had a wonderful time here. Last week was just mind-blowingly good and I got so much done and maybe-achieved and perhaps-sorted…it’s all still totally up in the air and could all go so many different ways! I’m eager to find out what happens next!

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  3. I’m glad you got to enjoy some of the museums in DC and hopefully didn’t cause any scenes like we did when we were there. (I can look at your pictures and remember “Emma threw up there. And there. And there. Kyle set off an alarm there….”) And then you got to experience the Super Bowl? Now you need to be here for the 4th of July and Thanksgiving and you’ll be good to go.

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    • No scenes caused whatsoever! I’d love to be here for the 4th July (a certain one of ‘my’ kids’ birthdays, too, yaknow) and Thanksgiving, well I’m INVITED for this year! Remains to be seen whether I’m here for it or not *crosses fingers* 🙂

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    • I AM, I AM! I got to watch the Superbowl with Beth and her husb and kids (who explained it to me) and BRONCOS WON! It was awesome to watch my new team win 😀 And THANK YOU for having me, and for being the main reason I came over now. It’s been too long and I’ve missed you all DREADFULLY 🙂 I’m beginning to feel a bit ‘topped up’ now, which is wonderful.

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  4. You’re having such a good time, and you are so appreciative of the experience. I love seeing it through your eyes. I hope you continue to have a lovely time. Can’t wait til you can call the U.S. home!

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  5. hey! pretty fricken cool, non?

    (we, all of us clarks, watch and engage in our individual forms of contributing to the well-outcoming of this, your adventure outwards. while Outsiders all, there is a sharing of the fact of experiencing, to the benefit of the clarks who see and think, ‘alright! keep going. you can do this thing,)

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  6. I find the sharing and not sharing on the blog to be a tricky line to watch. I find it especially tricky as my daughter gets older. She’s only two, but what’s fair to share of her life and what should be kept private? I’m home with her now so our worlds are so very much intertwined, and my blog is about my life. I think, for our own lives, we put out there what feels comfortable and right to us.
    It sounds like you have been having a lovely visit in the States. Enjoy your time here!

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    • I think that’s a different ball-game again, because I know other parents who feel the same way you do – how much is their story and how much (of their child’s) should be kept private/anonymised, and how does that change as time goes by…that’s more a conundrum, I think. I’m fortunate in that regard as I only have to think about myself. I think it’s good to have in mind and keep reassessing.

      I’m having an AMAZING time here – I absolutely love it. It’s really very good for me, and I’m crossing my fingers to come back for good. I learned to drive a ‘Murican car yesterday and I think I did rather well 😀

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    • I know. I know. I miss you HUGE and hey, there’s gonna be VIDCHAT on Friday. I’m also planning (for when I come back and have a car and a weekend free) a road trip to bring Kristi to come see you 😀 Shhh don’t tell 😀

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  8. Sometimes I worry about the things we, you, I, others, put online. It’s a scary world out there, and the online world is, oftimes, more terrifying than the read world. I fear for my kids. But, you put your heart out there, and because of it you bring light and love to so many people. If we live in fear, that light goes out – so many lights go out. It’s a conundrum – I guess each individual has to make that choice for themselves. Be the light, or be the light that fear put out.

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    • Now THIS I love, Piper – it’s almost poetic, and incredibly beautiful, and I guess what I want – I want to somehow show what light I find, so that others can join theirs in, and together we can shine so much more brightly. It’s always what I hope 🙂 Thank you ❤

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  9. Loved your description of the spa treatment. I want one!! I’m glad you are here, and loving it. I’m sad I didn’t get to see you this time, but next time – – – – – stars, hearts, twinkles.

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  10. I always love what you write. I’m glad you are YOU and your blog is YOU. I’m sure Interested Parties want the best for you, but that means allowing you to be you. Lizzi, you have touched so many with your real self. I enjoyed hearing about your spa experience and simply feeling your happiness. Today you are sponge squeezing out colorful bubbles!

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  11. I love the way you write. This is my new favorite thing you’ve written.
    I don’t know who accuses you of oversharing, but this IS your blog. It makes no sense to characterize anything you’ve written here as “oversharing;” isn’t that why writers blog?
    Just move here already!! xoxoxoox

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  12. BOOYA YES I am. And to the friendships between the wires – like we were talking (IN REAL YAY), I think so much is the sharing of the real reals, as contrasted to the small talks or small talking, which also has its place but not as much in the internets except for when it does, like the trolls and the passer-by-ers. Ahhh to Salamander and floating and soul-shivering-clarity.

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    • Trolls can be beaten off with sticks (and legions of friends), and passers-by will remain ‘other’ unless they stop, pay heed, and start becoming friends.

      Here’s to In Real, to sharing within the contexts, each to their parameters; to spa days; and to beautiful clarity 🙂 ❤

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