I’m so jazzed because my comment got read on The Friend Zone podcast, the other day. It was a double down on the best gift ever. It tied into my recent course correction and reaffirmed I received and understood the adjustment opportunity. Just for listening to a favorite podcast. (!!!) And there was a follow-up gift of custom, created just for us, tools I know how to use in my healing. Yay! (I ordered mine, and in 2-3 weeks, I’ll show and tell.) They even gave us a heads up to set aside some fundage. 👏🏽
Seriously, if you’re not listening to The Friend Zone, why not? They’re explaining and showing how to level up in life for free. It’s three (or more) people who are padawans out loud. These are creatives and influencers who are playing the long, deep, sincere game. I, for one, am not blinking. Be nice to yourself. (You’re on the journey of your life, and kindness feels right.)
Jade (of Jade and X.D.) presented a special podcast this week where she interviewed three teens. They were intelligent, but as teens, they haven’t yet linked the part of their brains that allow them to translate their thoughts into language that matches their articulation potential. It’s super frustrating, (which is why I remember so clearly, even though I’m oldish.) Jade was a delightful, patient bridge that allowed them to share important things.
I heard them and learned about how to do better by them as an adult. I strongly suspect these three teens did a solid for their entire generation by stepping up. The urgency was palpable because they pretty much have to scream to get a whisper out (figuratively) at that age, which is just one of the many reasons adolescence is so traumatic. I’m so proud of Jade and the kids.
Here’s an update on my progress with this year’s challenge. I chose a neighbor who wears Cult 45 t-shirts. She’s the same age as Stevie Nicks and recently retired. She’s from a small town in Iowa, and she used to support Ben Carson before settling for 45. Openly. We exchanged emails yesterday after a friendly chit-chat. We used email like long-texting for a few minutes, and she told me a little about herself.
We have plans to go to the park to play basketball when the weather cooperates. The last time, she attempted this alone, the kids in the park wouldn’t let her play. I told her I would mediate that situation, and she was visibly relieved. (+10 for recognizing it.) I think we’re going to be friends by July. It’s headed that way without me doing anything but being myself, and taking the time to connect with someone who sees the world differently than I do.
Also, I like her. M thinks she’s a harmless kook. (That’s pretty much his way of letting me know this is a solo expedition.) 😂 I like that M doesn’t participate in anything I do that doesn’t interest him. He also doesn’t invite me to places I’d want to leave after ten minutes. Like Las Vegas. Nothing about me says: add alcohol. 😂 (The universe already taught me my body transmutes alcohol into tears.) But I like knowing he’s having fun there, now, while I’m in my airconditioned safe place with candy. 😆
I watched Dead to Me through twice, recently. They had me at Christina Applegate. Duh. It’s brilliant. This weekend is all Grace and Frankie on Netflix. It’s my favorite show now that Thrones is over and Westworld hasn’t resumed. It’s even better the second time around. Brianna is who Daria wanted to be when she grew up. Love. Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin are teachers. This show is their school. I’m learning about aging beautifully, realistically, and joyfully.
I’m also learning about sexuality, marriage, divorce, breakups, raising multiple children as a single parent, interracial adoption (FINALLY portrayed in a manner that doesn’t offend my bullshit detector) and more. Thank you, everyone, who made it happen. It’s a fabulous show and such a fun way to learn about life. I’m off to continue watching. 💜✌🏽