Tessa, I can't believe there is really a need for you to apologize - but if you feel there is, blessings on you for doing it so beautifully, with such heart. The times are too hard too hard too hard. I wish I could give you a real, honest-to-goodness hug. You are a real treasure to the world. Please take time to rest up if you need it!
Tessa,,, You have NOTHING to apologize for to this collection of traumatized souls. Period. What you do is to bring some humaneness and love to your followers... You are NOT deficient or sub-standard in what you do... You are a warrior with a heart. ...A trauma survivor who has used her pain to help others.
You are doing splendidly, with grace under pressure. I am most grateful for your balanced tone and valuable insights. Thank you for all the time you give us!
You pay attention to that which doesn’t serve you or others so that you may know the difference…..and when you’ve had enough if you don’t get caught up in the net, you can and will come back to serve others and heal yourself and know love in deeper ways than before. I went in to the “net” on purpose sometimes somewhat unknowingly ….the ensuing guilt I understand viscerally. You are young. My elderly advice is skip the guilt and use that energy to be your true inner being, just Perfect. Get on with your calling whatever it is. No apology needed for love.
You do fine - you do fine all the time. People are mentally exhausted, punch drunk - we see every day more obvious lies, more obvious lies exposed as obvious, and yet the walls do not tumble. It has nothing to do with you.
Your missives come at the right time….always. Not too soon or too late. Give yourself permission to take time…all the time you need. In the end it will be as it should be anyway! Besides waiting makes the heart grow fonder!
We come from all walks of life, and these past four years especially have been difficult on all of us. We realize that whatever illusions we held of the world were just not true. I think I was able to ignore the changes around me, and I got involved in activities that although felt social, were not so. We could find camraderie in our isolation.
But then 2020 hit, and instead of merely observing reality different than ours, they demanded we participate in it. It can be disheartening to be told to participate in a medical theater. Early on, I complied. I locked down better than most, I dit it with the silent agreement that comes with the knowledge that it would not work. That stopping a disease was like stopping. vapor from a cloud in making the morning dew.
Throughout the pandemic we have been told many things that were not true. We were told that we are both victims and heroes. We were the victims of an unprecedented disease that could ravage us all and at the same time we could completely stamp it out. Some will argue, but the seed of the idea was placed. If we could flatten the curve then surely we could also stop it.
And there are various contradictions.
I find social interactions difficult now. Because I don't know who and how far the narrative stretches. Who has succumbed and who has withstood. And I doubt any of us are untouched. And those that believe they are, therein lies the hubris. I think of many of my shortcomings and faults throughout. I own them. I carry them around with me, and now I find new revelations all the time to my thinking.
It is said somewhere to not cast yourself in either mold of either hero or villian, but rather see yourself in terms of sober judgment. I have been guilty of both, thinking myself both above reproach and at other times that reproach should have my face next to it in the dictionary.
We must speak the truth in love.And as I write this I am not always speaking the truth in love. Because at times I withold it not out of love, but rather not to rock the boat, to bring disruption. It is easier to speak the truth in love in the relative anonymity of social media. But not in face to face or phone conversation.
And perhaps this too is my reason for sitting in exile from my former life.
You are one of the most embodied, sentient, robust and genuine flappers I've ever met. Not a shirk-er or a shrink-er, that's for sure. Thank you Tessa, for you, and for taking care of yourself. Always.
You are beautiful. I am touched beyond words. I read every comment, and my heart sang. Thank you!!!
No apology necessary!! We feel your love and you are perfect. Thank you for all you do. <3
Tessa, I can't believe there is really a need for you to apologize - but if you feel there is, blessings on you for doing it so beautifully, with such heart. The times are too hard too hard too hard. I wish I could give you a real, honest-to-goodness hug. You are a real treasure to the world. Please take time to rest up if you need it!
Tessa,,, You have NOTHING to apologize for to this collection of traumatized souls. Period. What you do is to bring some humaneness and love to your followers... You are NOT deficient or sub-standard in what you do... You are a warrior with a heart. ...A trauma survivor who has used her pain to help others.
There is no shame nor failure on your part!
You are doing fine...
Keep flapping those wings.
No need - we are all breathing this same air, faced with the same unprecedented situation. Rock on, girl!!
You are doing splendidly, with grace under pressure. I am most grateful for your balanced tone and valuable insights. Thank you for all the time you give us!
YOU ARE AMAZING! THANK YOU! LOVE AND PEACE! WE ARE GRATEFUL FOR ALL YOU DO!
When my pet geese, ducks, and hens all flap their wings for their joy in living they are quite lovely, as are you, Tessa! Many blessings to you.
You pay attention to that which doesn’t serve you or others so that you may know the difference…..and when you’ve had enough if you don’t get caught up in the net, you can and will come back to serve others and heal yourself and know love in deeper ways than before. I went in to the “net” on purpose sometimes somewhat unknowingly ….the ensuing guilt I understand viscerally. You are young. My elderly advice is skip the guilt and use that energy to be your true inner being, just Perfect. Get on with your calling whatever it is. No apology needed for love.
Tessa
You do fine - you do fine all the time. People are mentally exhausted, punch drunk - we see every day more obvious lies, more obvious lies exposed as obvious, and yet the walls do not tumble. It has nothing to do with you.
Your missives come at the right time….always. Not too soon or too late. Give yourself permission to take time…all the time you need. In the end it will be as it should be anyway! Besides waiting makes the heart grow fonder!
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No apology necessary. Keep up your great work.
No worries Tessa. Your audience has patience and respect for your work
I doubt you are alone in this.
We come from all walks of life, and these past four years especially have been difficult on all of us. We realize that whatever illusions we held of the world were just not true. I think I was able to ignore the changes around me, and I got involved in activities that although felt social, were not so. We could find camraderie in our isolation.
But then 2020 hit, and instead of merely observing reality different than ours, they demanded we participate in it. It can be disheartening to be told to participate in a medical theater. Early on, I complied. I locked down better than most, I dit it with the silent agreement that comes with the knowledge that it would not work. That stopping a disease was like stopping. vapor from a cloud in making the morning dew.
Throughout the pandemic we have been told many things that were not true. We were told that we are both victims and heroes. We were the victims of an unprecedented disease that could ravage us all and at the same time we could completely stamp it out. Some will argue, but the seed of the idea was placed. If we could flatten the curve then surely we could also stop it.
And there are various contradictions.
I find social interactions difficult now. Because I don't know who and how far the narrative stretches. Who has succumbed and who has withstood. And I doubt any of us are untouched. And those that believe they are, therein lies the hubris. I think of many of my shortcomings and faults throughout. I own them. I carry them around with me, and now I find new revelations all the time to my thinking.
It is said somewhere to not cast yourself in either mold of either hero or villian, but rather see yourself in terms of sober judgment. I have been guilty of both, thinking myself both above reproach and at other times that reproach should have my face next to it in the dictionary.
We must speak the truth in love.And as I write this I am not always speaking the truth in love. Because at times I withold it not out of love, but rather not to rock the boat, to bring disruption. It is easier to speak the truth in love in the relative anonymity of social media. But not in face to face or phone conversation.
And perhaps this too is my reason for sitting in exile from my former life.
You are one of the most embodied, sentient, robust and genuine flappers I've ever met. Not a shirk-er or a shrink-er, that's for sure. Thank you Tessa, for you, and for taking care of yourself. Always.