I spent all of Saturday, when I should have been writing the post I should have published last week, the week before and yesterday, clearing furniture out of the living room and cleaning the filthy, dog-ridden carpet.
Listen, cookie. You are the best. Keep doing you, you don't have to be like anyone else, because who you are is a gorgeous human being. I love your writing and cherish each piece whenever they come. I think we're all placed here to self-actualize. That's what you're doing. That's what I'm doing. And no one gets to dictate how each of us does it. Just keep showing up for yourself in what ever form that takes. And yay, clean living room. Love you! xo
I dont believe it’s always so cut and dry across the sexes, but for simplicity’s sake, it helps me to remember that a male, driven by male hormones, operates on a circadian rhythm as the main hormonal driver for his whole life. much of what we hear in society about optimizing health and success is based on a male perspective. female hormones operate on a monthly cycle, which overlaps the daily hormonal cycle (we have both), which also takes new shapes post-menopause… all that to say, maybe what sounds like the cyclical approach to how you work is exactly the sort of expression you need. maybe it’s the most honoring or your internal process, the most authentic, honest, pure. comparing ourselves to others or others’ ideals is a set up for guilt and failure. maybe lean more in to what comes naturally to you, with curiosity instead of judgement, and… see what happens!
Miranda, with each post, I find I can relate to elements and themes within your writing. It makes me feel less alone knowing fellow travelers, even far away, have some of the same struggles as I. We need each other's stories. xx
Lordy Miranda… I don’t know how many times through reading this I said to myself “that’s me”
I think we punish ourselves terribly, for no reason other than to find reason… and you know what, I’ve come to the conclusion that life is the reason and what the hell to do about that!!
I find I cannot concentrate on anything I want to do unless all the things I don’t want to do are finished and tidy and clean… that may well fall under the heading of obsessive but… we are what we are and we can only give freely when the time is right! Otherwise it’s all to forced and that’s not right either…
Anyway.. I’m rambling on and all to say I get you, I get this and don’t worry - you aren’t alone!
About your mum… when you wrote of her cancer my only thought was ‘an eye for an eye’ I’ll say no more but we all get out just dessert right!!
Huge hugs gorgeous… be kind to you and love your free week like the precious gift it is!!♥️xxx
Whatever words you have, whenever they are ready, however consistently inconsistent, they speak of freedom and humanity and I adore reading them and you. You words are a gift of ‘me too’, permission to think, feel, be just normal people ✨💛
Wow - this is incredible, Miranda! I hope that writing this allowed you to empty your mind and heart from the self-judgment and doubt that was weighing you down. I also hope you are starting to feel lighter as a result. I say that knowing it's a long process. I'm still very much processing my own life. Do we ever stop?!
And because I feel it must be said, your mother's cancer is about her - not you. I think you, your friend, and John Lennon had it right about instant karma!
You are incredible exactly as you are. That needed to be said, as well. 😉
I only recently found you, but totally get it, cleaning makes me feel like I’m allowed to do my thing. Like Jo said, if fine to turn up in your own time. My Nanna also had tongue cancer, she also had a wicked way with words and we all too laughed at it. She also lived to be nearly 90. Be kind to yourself and do it for you x
I am always the most excellent of cleaners when there is importance work to be done. Wonderful post, I wouldn’t fret about the consistency. Sorry about your Mother though. Whatever your relationship it will inevitably be a horrid time
Wonderful post and I’m part rejoicing, happy in the knowledge it’s not just me, it’s very relatable. I think many of us, your super fans, don’t give a shit about your schedule just as long as we hear from you sometimes, it doesn’t have to be weekly and I hope that helps ‘you do you’ more.
Personally I’m very vague about my posting schedule 2-4 times a month seems to cover all options for me!
It sounds like you are going through a lot and you are doing your best. Celebrate the small wins. P.S. This is a perfectly amazing post. Who gives a shit if it’s late? You are awesome. Thank you for being here.
I will take your words and stories and humor any time you're ready to share them. I have zero expectations about when I'll see your next post pop up, but I'm always delighted when it does. Ditch the guilt. Embrace the ebb & flow. And remember that simmering and percolating and fermenting are all part of the writing process, even if they look like not doing anything. xo
Oh Miranda I can't tell you how much I related to ALL of this. And today I wrote in my journal about plans and visions for 2025 - and I'm afraid to say I did actually mention getting my carpets cleaned... So that really made me smile too. I love your writing, you know I do, the more I read the more I see how similar we are and I can't tell you what it means to feel so understood and less alone in it. Your part about posting this 'even' on a Monday morning and 'even' without an audio track really got me, that is exactly my internal monologue too. I was thinking tonight that perhaps I need to look at the things that are important to me in a different way... Typically with things I really hold precious I self sabotage and pull out all the stops to prevent myself from doing it because of all the fear and perfectionism and pressure and expectation etc etc (the list goes on), but it occurred to me that perhaps while the emotions attached to these projects and practices are huge - the actual things themselves are not. Not as big as they feel anyway. So I somehow need to remember that when I'm in freeze mode too. I'm trying to picture them as a butterfly - something I cannot force into shape, but something to hold lightly and nurture and care for. I don't know. Maybe it's one of those ideas that flits away again, but all we can do is try (and keep on trying over and over), right? I love your words and I am SO very grateful for your honesty and integrity and your you-ness. Thank you Miranda ❤️
Listen, cookie. You are the best. Keep doing you, you don't have to be like anyone else, because who you are is a gorgeous human being. I love your writing and cherish each piece whenever they come. I think we're all placed here to self-actualize. That's what you're doing. That's what I'm doing. And no one gets to dictate how each of us does it. Just keep showing up for yourself in what ever form that takes. And yay, clean living room. Love you! xo
coming back consistently is consistency too 😍
I dont believe it’s always so cut and dry across the sexes, but for simplicity’s sake, it helps me to remember that a male, driven by male hormones, operates on a circadian rhythm as the main hormonal driver for his whole life. much of what we hear in society about optimizing health and success is based on a male perspective. female hormones operate on a monthly cycle, which overlaps the daily hormonal cycle (we have both), which also takes new shapes post-menopause… all that to say, maybe what sounds like the cyclical approach to how you work is exactly the sort of expression you need. maybe it’s the most honoring or your internal process, the most authentic, honest, pure. comparing ourselves to others or others’ ideals is a set up for guilt and failure. maybe lean more in to what comes naturally to you, with curiosity instead of judgement, and… see what happens!
thanks for the vulnerability to share ♥️
Miranda, with each post, I find I can relate to elements and themes within your writing. It makes me feel less alone knowing fellow travelers, even far away, have some of the same struggles as I. We need each other's stories. xx
Lordy Miranda… I don’t know how many times through reading this I said to myself “that’s me”
I think we punish ourselves terribly, for no reason other than to find reason… and you know what, I’ve come to the conclusion that life is the reason and what the hell to do about that!!
I find I cannot concentrate on anything I want to do unless all the things I don’t want to do are finished and tidy and clean… that may well fall under the heading of obsessive but… we are what we are and we can only give freely when the time is right! Otherwise it’s all to forced and that’s not right either…
Anyway.. I’m rambling on and all to say I get you, I get this and don’t worry - you aren’t alone!
About your mum… when you wrote of her cancer my only thought was ‘an eye for an eye’ I’ll say no more but we all get out just dessert right!!
Huge hugs gorgeous… be kind to you and love your free week like the precious gift it is!!♥️xxx
Whatever words you have, whenever they are ready, however consistently inconsistent, they speak of freedom and humanity and I adore reading them and you. You words are a gift of ‘me too’, permission to think, feel, be just normal people ✨💛
Wow - this is incredible, Miranda! I hope that writing this allowed you to empty your mind and heart from the self-judgment and doubt that was weighing you down. I also hope you are starting to feel lighter as a result. I say that knowing it's a long process. I'm still very much processing my own life. Do we ever stop?!
And because I feel it must be said, your mother's cancer is about her - not you. I think you, your friend, and John Lennon had it right about instant karma!
You are incredible exactly as you are. That needed to be said, as well. 😉
I only recently found you, but totally get it, cleaning makes me feel like I’m allowed to do my thing. Like Jo said, if fine to turn up in your own time. My Nanna also had tongue cancer, she also had a wicked way with words and we all too laughed at it. She also lived to be nearly 90. Be kind to yourself and do it for you x
I am always the most excellent of cleaners when there is importance work to be done. Wonderful post, I wouldn’t fret about the consistency. Sorry about your Mother though. Whatever your relationship it will inevitably be a horrid time
Wonderful post and I’m part rejoicing, happy in the knowledge it’s not just me, it’s very relatable. I think many of us, your super fans, don’t give a shit about your schedule just as long as we hear from you sometimes, it doesn’t have to be weekly and I hope that helps ‘you do you’ more.
Personally I’m very vague about my posting schedule 2-4 times a month seems to cover all options for me!
It sounds like you are going through a lot and you are doing your best. Celebrate the small wins. P.S. This is a perfectly amazing post. Who gives a shit if it’s late? You are awesome. Thank you for being here.
I will take your words and stories and humor any time you're ready to share them. I have zero expectations about when I'll see your next post pop up, but I'm always delighted when it does. Ditch the guilt. Embrace the ebb & flow. And remember that simmering and percolating and fermenting are all part of the writing process, even if they look like not doing anything. xo
Appreciate your honesty!
Oh Miranda I can't tell you how much I related to ALL of this. And today I wrote in my journal about plans and visions for 2025 - and I'm afraid to say I did actually mention getting my carpets cleaned... So that really made me smile too. I love your writing, you know I do, the more I read the more I see how similar we are and I can't tell you what it means to feel so understood and less alone in it. Your part about posting this 'even' on a Monday morning and 'even' without an audio track really got me, that is exactly my internal monologue too. I was thinking tonight that perhaps I need to look at the things that are important to me in a different way... Typically with things I really hold precious I self sabotage and pull out all the stops to prevent myself from doing it because of all the fear and perfectionism and pressure and expectation etc etc (the list goes on), but it occurred to me that perhaps while the emotions attached to these projects and practices are huge - the actual things themselves are not. Not as big as they feel anyway. So I somehow need to remember that when I'm in freeze mode too. I'm trying to picture them as a butterfly - something I cannot force into shape, but something to hold lightly and nurture and care for. I don't know. Maybe it's one of those ideas that flits away again, but all we can do is try (and keep on trying over and over), right? I love your words and I am SO very grateful for your honesty and integrity and your you-ness. Thank you Miranda ❤️