tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post2587154185341069355..comments2023-10-29T08:28:27.836-05:00Comments on Dandelion Seeds and Dreams: putting ourselves first (standing up to my biggest fear)Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01584878249959334936noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-52036006164500791182012-12-11T05:38:23.741-06:002012-12-11T05:38:23.741-06:00and this is a totally lame-ass comment that doesn&...and this is a totally lame-ass comment that doesn't even touch the depths to which this post sent me. oh, sister...<br /><br />xoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-64243674722012812762012-12-11T05:37:28.135-06:002012-12-11T05:37:28.135-06:00this is a conversation i have with myself on Infin...this is a conversation i have with myself on Infinite Loop.<br /><br />i am absolutely polarized on this issue...but there has to be some middle-ground. <br /><br />loved that movie trailer..omg...i want to see the whole thing!<br /><br />xoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-36624663461078207752012-12-06T15:48:58.804-06:002012-12-06T15:48:58.804-06:00I agree... there's just never enough of this d...I agree... there's just never enough of this discussion. It seems like there's just a hair's breadth between caring for others and caring for yourself. I've tried to consider those one and the same instead of either/or... tried to find ways to meet my needs while meeting the needs of my children... and I have to admit that some days it just feels like holding the tent in the wind (to refer to the video) is just too hard. Thank you Lisa, for talking about this... sometimes it's tough to start a conversation when there's really no end. (((Thank you)))Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13228908412763483894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-91382727308416295902012-12-04T20:13:18.558-06:002012-12-04T20:13:18.558-06:00Thank you for saying this out loud. I can never h...Thank you for saying this out loud. I can never hear it too many times.Little Drum Dreamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09006746893264854998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-61122870790802977292012-12-04T15:15:15.643-06:002012-12-04T15:15:15.643-06:00I loved your post! I am tired of women having guil...I loved your post! I am tired of women having guilt as our middle name because society expects us to always be self sacrificing. It is not healthy and it is not what I want my children to see! Bravo! Loved your post!<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your blog with me....I look forward to more!Rose Duhaimehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08033338906168875164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-51636440744977633362012-12-03T08:06:10.761-06:002012-12-03T08:06:10.761-06:00Thank you for posting about this. This is somethi...Thank you for posting about this. This is something that I feel very strongly about (even if I am still pulled in both directions) and have been talking with other women about all year. It can seem so much "easier" to just take care of everyone else but really it is so much more difficult as you lose energy and zest for life (personally for me.) This is going in my file about self-care. Thanks so much.Jszflanaganhttp://jszflanagan.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-40552734671673919082012-12-02T18:03:25.257-06:002012-12-02T18:03:25.257-06:00Wow, Lisa, what great timing! I am in London on my...Wow, Lisa, what great timing! I am in London on my way home from morocco and it has been the most amazing trip! I have no regrets at all and very little guilt (except for buying the Moroccan carpet that exceeded my spending budget). I'm not sure how long this will last, but I am going home the most patient, present, loving mother and wife! I've had so much time to reflect, think, have adult conversations, and read. My soul is nourished and my spirit is replenished. I feel like the luckiest person alive- for this experience and for the people I am going home to. And, as much as I loved Morocco, I am reminded again to be grateful for the life I live- a life with freedom, love, a good job, and choices. After reading your email before I left, I wanted to forward it to every woman I care about. You always know the right words and I am so grateful for your friendship and support. Can't wait to share pictures and stories!dianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13210563238668785524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-55519286046854240922012-11-30T15:50:54.589-06:002012-11-30T15:50:54.589-06:00P.S. I loved the movie trailer. I supported &quo...P.S. I loved the movie trailer. I supported "I'm Fine, Thanks" via kickstarter (have you seen that one?) and I have many days where I just want to let go of the tent.The Bodhi Chicklethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12287125977780580043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-32877176393785654382012-11-30T13:38:59.400-06:002012-11-30T13:38:59.400-06:00this is such an important conversation, and this i...this is such an important conversation, and this is the fourth conversation I've had about it today (and it's barely past noon!). Clearly so many of us are feeling this. I think we feel it all the time, but it is powerful that this keeps coming up for me today. Time to listen and pay attention to what the Universe is telling me right now. An old mentor talked about practicing generosity of spirit in our relationships - not getting defensive or snippy, not taking things personally, practicing acceptance and compassion, allowing space. It was a helpful thing to think about - not just in my personal relationships, but in professional ones as well. Maybe this person is being kind of a jerk right now because she's had a really hard day and what she needs is support and kindness and understanding. and maybe by not taking the bait, and being generous with that kindness I can make a difference. It's sort of a nice idea. But here was the conflicting bit for me - where's the line between generosity of spirit and being a doormat who takes everybody's crap. I must not equate advocating for myself with being selfish/whiny/needy/argumentative/stubborn (etc). I agree wholeheartedly that we must fulfill our own needs (from within) before we can genuinely (and generously) care for others. it's not selfish, it's survival. and it's a daunting task filled with conflicting needs and conflicting emotions. as always, you say it beautifully, and make me think and reflect. Karen Isaacsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13974064156797038415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-84297388512415487112012-11-30T13:34:13.384-06:002012-11-30T13:34:13.384-06:00I have been starting to feel as if I put on those ...I have been starting to feel as if I put on those undies years, maybe decades ago, and pulled them right up over my head. I see and feel this giant shift we are undergoing as women, as a world, and it's exciting because I can not imagine continuing on the way I have been. The crack is widening, isn't it? <br /><br />P.S. If that "important telephone call" came at that time in my house, my son would just end up going to be later. :-}The Bodhi Chicklethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12287125977780580043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914291490673940304.post-43898181476398612212012-11-30T11:15:11.506-06:002012-11-30T11:15:11.506-06:00The conflicting signals of being a women...
needs ...The conflicting signals of being a women...<br />needs and wants that whisper in with a cultural voice that demands ..<br />Still trying to get my feet into those undies so I can pull them up! ~laughing~Sorrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03058557348955007784noreply@blogger.com