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Re: Becoming "me"
« Reply #135 on: May 16, 2016, 02:52:56 PM »
Amber....

I feel like you give enough information about your recent journey I can envision your path on a river.

You dealt with fearful unexpected fast moving waters, violent rapids, approaching unavoidable dreaded waterfall, then over you go, finding yourself at the bottom of the drop off dealing with the chop, and sputtering and gasping for breath, right your boat, and paddle like crazy towards things that help or will hopefully help you,  with short respites of calmer waters, then you're back in a vortex, then out, and paddling like mad toward shore where you leave the water and go off trail (to the cabin) to rest, unplug and heal.

Then back in the water you go.

((((Amber)))

I'm amazed at your ability to monitor your internal resources as you seek your authentic self, and higher purpose.

Thank you for sharing it here.

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« Reply #136 on: May 16, 2016, 07:26:09 PM »
I'm amazed at your ability to monitor your internal resources as you seek your authentic self, and higher purpose.

Me, too.
Big time.

Spot on summary, Lighter.

Amber, so much reverence for what you experienced (and trusted) during that altered state.

I think you're amazing, and doing an amazingly conscious job of being responsible to yourself. Open to change, growth and even some risks, but sanity grounded.

BravO.

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« Reply #137 on: May 18, 2016, 09:32:13 AM »
Aw shucks. To stick with Lighter's excellent analogy, there are also times I'm not just up the creek without a paddle -- but I've lost the damn boat and getting sucked down over the rocks and into that waterfall.   :shock: 

LOL, but I don't just give it all up as lost... I'm flailing & thrashing & looking - always looking - for a way out of the situation. I know that unconsciously, I'm seeking that security and safety that SHOULD be provided by a primary caretaker and probably always will be. But I don't have to accept that I'm not perfectly capable of providing that for myself. All the different "lives" I've had, I perceived that I couldn't do for myself and always sought that security/acceptance/approval from someone else. Big chunk of conditioning, there, huh? "Stay dependent on me, and I'll keep you safe".

Thanks, but no thanks. Life doesn't exactly work that way. And when I do have those panic attacks because the situation looks dire or threatening... I can also slow myself down, re-assess, shift my perception and pull up my big girl pants and just address the situation. I've been selling myself short and self-reinforcing those old tapes and their undermining messages. I don't have to participate or wear the t-shirt with the target on my back. Now, that doesn't mean I can "do it all" myself... or that I don't want/need connection with people... at all. But I think I can do that on my own terms for a change and see how that goes.

I guess I hit the point, where I have permission to make my own rules. And write my story and illustrate it - the way I WANT to. It's pretty interesting that when I'm just not actively able to or intentionally thinking, the fog around "want to" dissipates. Then, I just have to work with the logistics of how to make "want" a reality. Doesn't always work the way I think it will - and some things have to get scrapped altogether - but ya just keep putting one foot in front of the other and going in that direction.
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« Reply #138 on: May 20, 2016, 08:44:18 AM »
Sometimes things seem to come out of the blue; then looking back - you see the clues and hints that were dropped.

Mike's aunt has just been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer; she's had mild COPD for quite some time. When they were here for Mike's party back in March it was the Uncle I was worried about - he didn't quite seem, I don't know - "all here". And I do recall her saying that there were some things she was having checked out. The Dr. cousin was with them at Duke yesterday and it will be a while yet before they determine if she's a candidate for surgery. Like the uncle's sister - Mike's mom. And of course, they'd visited Jean here in the space I had set up for the party. That could very well explain Uncle's preoccupation, thinking of his sister and Mike - whom he'd just seen 6 months previous, at Uncle's 80th birthday party.

This is the 3rd case of this particular cancer affecting people I know in 6 months. And his whole family are predisposed to cancer. The life lottery hasn't been too kind in the health category to them. I got the job of making sure Mike's brother & sister knew. The news was hot off the presses, PET scan was done yesterday. And the aunt is the one, who generally handled passing on the family news. She and I connected in a good way during Mike's illness/passing. It's funny so many of them, are going out of their way to make sure I know they include me as part of the family... given my own family's weirdness. I'm careful with that, as you can imagine. I don't know my place in that hierarchy.

If I thought I could do something to help, I would be there. The thought crossed my mind when I saw Jane's SOS email. But the cousins are closer geographically, and I would just be underfoot. I will keep in touch with the cousins. The one who is their daughter and I will probably connect soon. She's very outwardly emotional and a little ditzy - LOL. Such a sweetie though. I'm sure she's a wreck about now. And maybe I can stop in and see them on when ever my next trip north is. Give them some time to process things on their own. Rest. I surely know how necessary that is... and that the rest of us, need to take care of our own emotional stuff and not burden them.

And yes, this kind of picks at my own grief scabs. So does finding a chain with Mike's inititals that his HS girl friend gave him... he so cherished his relationships, you know? There isn't a jealous bone in my body for his relationships before me. They're part of who he was, in our "us".

On the plus side of things, my jaw is finally healing up enough that I feel like working at my next "milestone" and I even sold the truck yesterday. Nice younger responsible man, who'll take care of it. Price was right for him and it's made a big chunk of space for me. One less thing to worry about taking care of, too. But it's a lot like saying goodbye to him again, too.
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Re: Becoming "me"
« Reply #139 on: May 20, 2016, 06:26:20 PM »
Amber:

I'm so sorry to hear about the cancer dx in your family.  Again.  So sad, and its hard to know what to do when it happens. 

I can imagine the of touching Mike's cherished things, or letting them go.  It's going to go on that way for a while, I'm afraid.

Glad to hear your jaw is settling down. 

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« Reply #140 on: May 22, 2016, 07:46:05 AM »
Yeah, Lighter... I should be expecting the grief boomerang by now, I think. I've really nailed down the pattern by now. Given my lack of obligations to others and expectations on my time - I could have had a lot more done by now. But as I go through this process of lightening my "load" of "stuff" I can even tell myself - oh that won't take long at all - and I just avoid it because I'm emotionally not up to the task. I think the saddest part are all the things put back in a pile, for that "someday" that never came when he would feel like working on that project or doing things he liked to do. If I wasn't right there (and doing it for him in a lot of cases)... he didn't even remember about them and would go off in another direction.

That's one of the mysteries for me. He always needed someone to do things with and simply wouldn't function on his own. "Lonely" was a frequent word he used. And most of the time, that someone had to be me - it couldn't be anyone else. And there I see the old co-dependent; enmeshed emotionally pattern that my mom forced on me... manifested differently. If I wanted him to come along with me to something I wanted to do... it didn't happen. I got stronger, over time, in that relationship with him. The revelation of boundaries still yields buried treasure. And I think the relationship got deeper too, but not in a way that could talked about - at least for him. I think he had a lot of emotional intelligence but it just wasn't connected to verbal expressions.

Rainy few days here. The reaction to selling his truck is past. I'm working on the paperwork/files to send in for the estate tax again. That's one thing I've put off & put off. It's SUCH a mess, knowing what's what and organizing it so that someone else can look at it and understand it. I keep dangling the carrot, for myself, that once I've accounted for everything then my finances will be a LOT simpler with a LOT fewer accounts to keep track of... that I should be able to do it all in my head. LOL. Oh... and having dinner with the bankers next week. The investment banker and his trust/estate co-worker from the big city. She's really nice and has worked with me (us) since we started organizing all this. And even knows all the warts and drama of the family. Been a couple years now since we've talked to that part of the bank... so it will be good to catch up, run a few ideas/decisions past her, and watch Chad's face react to my radical ideas - LOL. He's the son of neighbors and kind of a friend of the family too. We have always enjoyed his company... but he's still wet behind the ears, in a lot of ways.
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« Reply #141 on: May 27, 2016, 08:42:53 AM »
Okey-dokey.  :D

For the first time in months, I have a day or three, where very little "has to get done". Still plenty to do, if I want to - feel like it - consider it time, whatever. The inner-slavedriver is standing down. I'm waiting on the last documentation to come in the mail, before packaging up the stuff for CPA to do estate tax. Truck is sold, the bike is next - but isn't such a big obstacle. Had dinner with the bankers - my local guy, who's more like a friend of the family and the estate advisor. We didn't avoid the topic of Mike, but didn't dwell on it either. I think my lady friend, was impressed how I've plowed through things on the "business side". I can say I actually had FUN... and we talked about me developing a list of things I might really LIKE to do, down the road. LOL, now where have I heard that before?

So, I finally figured out that this weekend is the starting gate to tourist season. I did my shopping yesterday, but I might hit the big box hardware store for a few things on my cabin list. No rush, just "messin' around". Saturday will be the worst traffic/shopping day. Pool gets cleaned today too, and it's finally warm enough here for me to work on the tan, read, and float around on the water (after I clean the pollen off stuff). Supposed to have some kind of stormy weather this weekend, so there's no point to doing too much outside.

I've started the drawings for the cabin; had to eyeball the funny angle that the two structures were built - and then joined - at. But it's "good enough" for me to be able to explain what I'm looking for to a pro, and for me to work out the possibilities of where I want it to go. Next week, I'll call my last option for getting phone service there (and hopefully internet) before I break down and call my ex for his suggestions. His company doesn't really do much in my county. I guess he'd talk to me - I don't know till I try it. I have one more dentist appt next week before being able to take 4 months off to heal the bone graft... so I'm sorta planning to go up to the cabin next weekend, take the kitty, maybe a trailer full of stuff (I need to build a bear-proof trashcan bin) and hang out long enough to actually make some progress. Then, I'll be back here for the 4th of July for a bit.

You know, I mentioned the boomerang grief effect in my last post? Well, I expected to get seriously wacked after having dinner; and I didn't. Go figure. Not saying it's all done, but I seem perched and planning and looking forward more often now, than looking back - over analyzing - pining - and wishing the impossible were possible. And I wasn't all uptight or anxious or anything, during dinner. I was just "me"... and it was OK. Maybe because we didn't go somewhere fancy; all dressed comfy & casual and one of my favorite places for atmosphere - very nurturing - until it gets really busy. We were leaving by then, LOL.

Oh, and penpal seems to have adjusted to the fact that I don't respond to emails right away and he isn't hounding me on when I'm headed that direction. He understands that head-space I need, to make decisions for myself and be creative more than I expected he would - and he respects it. I dunno if I'm telling him my plans for the next couple of weeks... might be too busy to deal with a lunch date, you know? There's an hour or so of travel involved. Not sure I feel solid enough for that yet, too. But I'm definitely getting there.
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« Reply #142 on: June 01, 2016, 09:00:14 AM »
Best I can tell so far, from those floor plans... I'm going to be best off tearing down that whole addition and starting over from scratch. There are several major structural reasons why my idea isn't going to work, without doing that. That reduces my choices (in the interest of time involved) to either looking for other property or simply doing the cosmetics at the cabin and ignoring the feeling that this whole addition has bad bad vibes attached to it. I need the space of that addition for workspace - and because there are several pieces of furniture I want desperately to keep (and need more of) as storage for my books and media libraries. Currently no place to put them, as things are configured.

If I didn't like the location so much, it would be a no-brainer to simply sell it and look elsewhere.
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« Reply #143 on: June 01, 2016, 09:17:29 AM »
Hi PR,

If you can afford to build a new addition, making it truly your own, why not?
Maybe it would be a creative, amazing process for you.

With detours.

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« Reply #144 on: June 02, 2016, 07:33:38 AM »
LOL... detours... yep; that's where the interesting stuff is.
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« Reply #145 on: June 02, 2016, 09:35:25 AM »
sKeP:

I'm relieved to see you're hitting your stride, and looking forward to the future.

This is wonderful, Amber.

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« Reply #146 on: June 05, 2016, 08:11:44 AM »
So, I'm not quite done re-drawing that addition. But I'm now armed with contacts, an appt to get a landline installed (I can have internet if I want to pay an arm & a leg for dial-up; yes, that's right - dial up speeds via satellite. It's not worth it for as little as I'm there right now) and even a crucial bit of information about where they hit bedrock putting the current addition up.

For almost a year, it has seemed that one obstacle or conflict after another, about going forward up at the cabin has presented itself. And of course, while Mike was sick I wasn't putting him through the travel required to go up there. I didn't try to force my way past those obstacles... or impose my own sense of timing on this project... I waited for something that looked more like a "green light". And I didn't just "flee" there to run away from all the losses I've experienced here. I really sat with my self all these months trying to learn how to tell "what I really want".

At my age, it seems a tad rediculous to be totally stymied and puzzled about answering the question: what do you want? But there it is; I'm still at that "awkward stage" it seems. More than anyone else I know... I've made decisions and choices based on what OTHERS wanted; what would "make" them happy. Buying this beach house - this particular one - was more than I wanted to take on, but Mike was totally enthralled with it. He so enjoyed the look on people's faces at the (kinda silly, if you ask me) architectural references to cathedrals (main floor plan is cruciform), the columns & pediments holding the arches that form several "collonades" or "loggias", and the absolute purpose-built indulgence of this place.

Pfffft. He didn't clean it. We were both too private to allow someone else to come clean up after us - and I still carry a bucket of shame around because of my mom's hoarding. Just last night, she was complaining that she only has paths in her new place, because she simply will not throw away "stuff" that she isn't using, hasn't used in a very long time, and honestly? has only a thin emotional attachment to. Why anyone would base their identity and self on the "stuff" that's theirs, I am never going to understand in this lifetime.

So, what I WANT... at the root of it all, I think... is to simply believe in my ability to BE my "self" and to live simply enough that there is room for that self to continue growing, learning, and for once -- doing what suits me and nurtures me. My interests change. What I'm physically capable of changes. But I really DON'T want to be dependent on someone else's "approval", or "support", or even strong back or ability to climb tall ladders - and I sure don't want to have to accommodate what someone else wants (or thinks is the "right" thing to do) in the process of being myself. I know that big fear of "choosing unwisely" -- or of jumping from the frying pan into the fire -- is partly responsible for my just sitting here tossing around my choices, over & over & over in the same circular rumination. It's the reason for the "I can'ts" in my head.

"You're not 40 anymore... you're all by yourself... you won't have anyone to talk to... what IF [fill in the blank].... you CAN'T..." ad nauseum.

Well bullshit. I'm not about to check into a nursing home, either. I have tools and I know how to use them. Look out world. LOL.

"You don't know anyone there". Well, true. But I didn't know anyone HERE either when we moved in. I know how to do this better than I ever did. And my sense of who is "good people" vs those who only want to take advantage... is sharper than before - because I'm no longer looking to others to fill some need I felt was lacking in myself... because I was told that so many times, repeatedly, like kicking someone when they're down.

"You don't have the discipline"... this one, is a little trickier. The definition of the word itself has been distorted over time, so that some think of discipline as this military, rigid, spartan and ascetic lifestyle. Uh.... no. Discipline can also mean an area of study; and a learning process that involves practice. Learning by doing -- and beginners always flail around and make some mistakes -- and try, try again. There is room in my definition for feelings, honoring my past efforts, having fun and being with others too. And that doesn't lessen my committment to the tasks I choose, relationships I maintain, etc.

I don't think I'm willing to trade part of my self for "connection" anymore. There's plenty of room for other people in my life - so there needs to be room in the connection for all of me, too. Talking relationships with friends, one made this observation about how our needs (not wants) change over time. I thought it was pretty wise - just don't get too hung up in the details of his personal viewpoint.

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Step #1 You meet and make each other happy by the mere presence and interaction. of course this leads to a physical relationship which again fills the expectations of happiness etc.

Step #2 At some point this is no longer enough and you seek something "more". This is when children enter the picture for many people. For others I believe it is careers or other activities and/or things.

Step #3 What I would refer to as a more mature relationship where each person is not actually looking for the other to "make them happy" or looking for 100% of their satisfaction from the relationship. There is stability and confidence enough in the relationship to allow some distance or branching off into other enjoyable areas, such as hobbies, social groups etc, that you do separately in some cases, but with the full confidence you still have a faithful partner.

Step #4 I believe we finally understand by this point that neither one of us are perfect and neither one of us are able to fulfill 100% of the others needs. We are just people, normal people!! While we may still enjoy each others company and doing activities together I think there is a point where we stop trying to find (whatever it is we are looking for to make us happy) in the other person. We are simply sharing a relationship and working together through life. there is comfort and satisfaction in this as well as a sense of security.

He also references that feeling of "seeking"... that even in stage 4, I know I seemed to have. He thinks it can only be filled by the spiritual, and perhaps not possible until we transition from this life to the next. I think he's a pretty smart guy... LOL.
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« Reply #147 on: June 05, 2016, 09:41:16 AM »
But...but...no INTERNET?
How can that work?

I mean, I get that you can organize well enough to fit us all in the cabin,
but what about when we need you to POST?

Sigh.

Okay, a girl's gotta do...

I had times when I felt a strong desire to locate myself at the edges of things...
and did. The isolated mountain, the tiny backward town. Once on an eastern shore
where I was treated the way nice people would treat a lonely Martian.

"Edge" geography cravings I can so relate to even as a mostly-extrovert.
It was a poet thing, back then. Stanley Kunitz said to me that "poetry is an isolating,
even hermetic activity." Weird that not having community is so scary to me.

In more recent years, that came to a halt after several times when an isolation hit that was unlike
my prior exciting-or-melancholy-but-satisfying adventures. Something slammed in and I knew
that long-term, outer-edge it wouldn't work for me. It would either make manageable depression into something dark if not dangerous, or would drive me rapidly into arms that I might not've chosen if I weren't so lonely. (Got the Tshirt.)

Then again, I am a wuss. And you are not.

Still fighting that battle, even here in town where I'm so pleasantly located. All the alone time I
want and I still get the balance wrong. At times, at night, or on a weekend morning, the other side of solitude
hits and it's almost disabling. (Again, wuss here....)

I follow your adventure with cheers and anticipation (and a little worry sometimes which is
probably misplaced). You inspire me but...cluck-cluck.

Back to my coop. But foxes!

Hugs
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« Reply #148 on: June 05, 2016, 03:37:09 PM »
I'm sorry, Amber.

Are you saying that you're planning to fix up the cabin to spend MORE time at, or a lot more of your time?

You aren't going to move there full time, bc you said you spend so little time that it doesn't make sense to put in expensive dial up, but..... I'm not clear on what it is you intend.

Also, if you;'re looking for a quick course on self efficacy and confidence you might want to consider an Outward Bound experience.

 I'm only half kidding.

::nodding::

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« Reply #149 on: June 06, 2016, 06:25:41 AM »
Welcome to Limbo... being responsible for 2 places usually means for me, that I want to be at the other one, regardless of which one I'm currently "at". It's confusing and when I'm thinking out loud, it's even worse. Yes, for the time being, dial up at the cabin is an expense I'd rather not incur because the last time I was there (for 3 days) was April. IF I end up moving there full-time, I would have internet of some sort, depending on what's available. Probably tv too - though that's less important to me, given my library of media.

I'm also looking at another property this coming week, way closer to civilization - like 15 minutes, but still has that country feel. No final decisions made, still exploring possibilities. One caution I'm having to set for myself about the cabin, even though I love the location, is that I have to see it in terms of what it is -- and realize there isn't much leeway for changing it. Sure I can remodel the master addition... but the location isn't going to change any time soon and neither are the sparse inhabitants of the place. So far, it's been an open welcoming feeling that way. I haven't felt - all alone - in a bad way, except that first night I got locked out. LOL.

There is a sick, twisted, bizarrely funny & ironic side to that getting locked out. Sort of an "up yours" to ego; an umami of experience that is real familiar to me and invokes that thrill of being totally alive - at least at the moment. LOL. Those things are "reminders" that we can't and don't control as much as we think we do. And it's STILL OK.

As for self-isolation... I don't think I'm doing that, as much as I'm taking this opportunity for space/time to really get thoroughly acquainted with "me" now. Remember, I've NEVER lived alone; ever; in my life. Even though it sure felt that way many times... abandoned, shut out, scapegoat... but not alone, at peace, with my self. I'm really looking forward to meeting new people and finding the "flow" of life in those parts... without trying to fit them into any pre-conceived characters - no expectations. Lots of scribbling in journal while I'm out there. And I can be in the next small town in 30 minutes. And I usually HAVE to be for one reason or another. Living that far remote, you learn to depend on planning your trips and lists. Guess that's where it sunk in -- write it down, or you may not have it until your NEXT trip.

OH... and the ipad gets a cell signal in town... hello McDonalds...   :D
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