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The intricate fabric of life

The intricate fabric of life

April 10, 2019
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I have pledged to upload new episodes on Mondays and Thursdays, of my podcast Doing Gentle with an Edge. And as I haven’t gotten anything other than the free account on Soundcloud as of yet, I uploaded the first Doing Gentle episode and the first reflection-piece just before midnight Wednesday night. Not being able to schedule the releases, this is how it will be done, for now.

And so now it truly begins, this podcasting adventure. Because the introductory episode was not “the real deal”. These two episodes are. And the way this pod works is that what I am releasing into the world in the form of sound, are texts that have been available in written form since they were published. January of 2016, for these specific blog-posts-turned-pod-episodes.

Awareness. 
Please be gentle, I’m still learning. 

Those are the ones.
I can honestly say, that I would not be who I am if I hadn’t learned how to be gentle with myself. And I hadn’t learned that it was an option to be gentle towards myself if I hadn’t been made aware of that fact by my then-therapist.

Life…

It’s no wonder to me that life is so often described in terms of a weave. A web.
An intricate fabric, of events and happenings, of successes, failures, and mishaps, of chance meetings and life-long friendship, of love, lost and found, of tears, joy, happiness, and sadness.

Since 2012 blogging has been a major part of my life weave. In 2018 I started doing vlogs (in the form of a daily Facebook Live) and now, at long last, I’ve added podcasting as its very own thread.


Find Doing Gentle with an Edge in a podplayer near you, or via these links:
iTunes https://apple.co/2uSd94d
Spotify https://spoti.fi/2G2XMuI 
Acast https://play.acast.com/s/doinggentlewithanedge?

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Being gentle to me – Reflection June ’17

June 28, 2017
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So much of what I’ve been writing about in these monthly reflections run like a thread through my experience of life, my self-gentleness takes on similar expressions from month to month, but what I did do in the month of June that was truly gentle to me, was to host a very special birthday party for myself. I sent out the invitations a while ago, hosting an open house from afternoon until the last guest would leave, with a request for each guest: to bring something edible that would do well at a buffet table, be it a snack, a starter, main course-type food or a dessert of some kind. In return I promised to take care of the drinks.

At three o’clock when I’d said people could start to come, two things struck me:
1) I was filled with energy, which felt different to most parties I’ve hosted. By the time the party is about to start, I’m normally exhausted from cooking and cleaning and preparing and getting everything in place. This time – not at all. I’d fixed tea and coffee, and put out assorted drinks, glasses, mugs, plates and cutlery, but that was about the extent of it. Great feeling, I tell you!
2) There was no one there! That gave me food for thought, because, of course, I had told everyone that they could come whenever it would suit them best, so perhaps I would be waiting for hours? I didn’t have to wait for long though until the first guests started to drop in, which was somewhat of a relief.

The family tradition holds that the celebrant gets to drink from the silver crystal glass. Photo: Annika Jeppsson

The family tradition holds that the celebrant gets to drink from the silver crystal glass. Photo: Annika Jeppsson

Having left it completely up to my guests to bring whatever they felt like, when one guest asked for coffee and cake, all I could say was “Sorry, there’s no cake yet!” because no one had brought any. We did get some cake eventually, so all turned out well.

It was a great adventure to see what everyone would bring. We got freshly baked bread and olives, melons and quiche, cheese pie and potatoe gratin, chicken sticks and lots of assorted cheeses, a taco fry with tortilla chips, pizza and apple pie, chia brownies and hazlenut/peach cake, and lots more.

I had a blast, had great fun botanizing amongst all the yummy stuff brought by everyone, and am absolutely enamored with the idea to ask the guests to bring something to eat – for sure, this is the way I will do hencefort when I want to invite a larger gathering over for one or another reason.

Not least because this was truly an act of gentleness towards my self. I do recognize though, that for someone not as used to letting go of all sense of control, it might be somewhat stressful. But I have let go of that. What would come, would be what we would be eating. Period. And I mean, it’s not as if my fridge, freezer and larder are empty, and there’s always take-out, so, I mean, there’s really nothing to worry about, nothing at all!

Welcome to my writings, where the underlying tone centers around being gentle to oneself. I reflect on a monthly basis on what that means to me, in the moment, and this is one of those reflections. I hope you enjoy it. If you do, please subscribe to updates so you won’t miss out on future reflections.

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