I said I’d be trying out more “guerilla-style” sharing a coupla weeks ago…I’ll say more tomorrow in my weekly email, but I think I’m moving toward something prob a little less spontaneous than that.
That being said: I was walking to get some food yesterday, and I found myself able to spontaneously walk and talk and recount my horrendous fucking morning and share what I got from it.
It’s hilarious in the manner of true shit shows. I hope you crack up laughing at my pain. Along the way, I share action-based takeaways you can begin applying immediately when the shit show comes to your town.
At the bottom of this email, you can meet Little Miss Coco Violet, the titular cat at the center of said shit show.
Six pounds. 11 ounces. All hellion. And very very sweet.
Some notes:
If you’re vitamin c-deficient—curse words-deficient, that is—buckle up, motherfuckers, ‘cause as you may have gathered, we bout to get right.
There’s background noise bc I’m outside and out&about, but maybe you’ll find that part charming:).
(If you happen to watch (versus listening), the captions’ll help things along. And if you’re listening, I suppose you can follow the transcript.)
Time stamps:
00:00-05:29—so what ha-happened, was…
05:30-07:09—the even worser and more open weeping part…
07:10-09:35—the exact thing I did all up & through the horrendousness that kept me in a space of peace and non-suffering even as I was Godzilla-style screaming and overturning living room couches and whatnot, but minus the glory of slow-mo effects, so it just looked like I was re-injuring my back at 7 in the morning on a Sunday.
09:35-10:54—the worst part: the part when the fucking cat fell off the fridge…and what I was doing that made it so I still wasn’t suffering, even as she slipped on some papers and—well, you’ll see.
10:55—11:52—the real reason we suffer; and what we can do to instantly come out of our suffering.
11:53-13:15—something I’ve been trying out that I also think is reducing my suffering when shit goes awry.
13:15-14:41—discipline vs intuitive timing and scheduling…thoughts about that;
14:42-16:35—“What if the present moment is awful?”, and my amazing Eckhart Tolle accent—NOT!
16:36-18:49 —the horrendous is part of the flow, too…and why there is no being out of the flow—and exactly what I was doing so that that sentiment wasn’t some annoying (and unattainable) bullshit someone says in some airbrushed social media post, but was a living truth in my body that I could feel even I was openly crying in the vet tech’s face and he was mumbling and stammering and doing all he could to act like that wasn’t happening and I was so broken down that I wasn’t going along with it and kept right the fuck on crying in his fucking face. (Vitamin C-deficient, you will not be. Not on my watch.)
18:50-19:28—Why it is that wherever we are, there is the flow. There is the flow.
I suggest you don’t skip around, just bc you’ll better appreciate the full horror of the story if you hear it from the beginning, and thus you’ll get more of the full payoff…but hey, sometimes this bitch right here likes to see the payoff first and then go back and listen to/watch the beginning and then watch the whole thing.
And so, as I’ve said before, am saying now, and goddammit will say again soon:
In the words of that man DMX, do you!
Hope you enjoy, my friends.
Last, as promised, please meet The Petite Feline Femme Fatale: Little Miss Coco Violet.
(Age 2. Already birthed 5 healthy kittens. She’s lived. She don’t need no last name.)
Coco’s so sweet that she eventually ventured from under the couch last night (after returning from the vet in the afternoon and bolting for her safe space)…and she even wanted some pets.
All while ensuring multiple exits were visible. She ain’t no damn fool.
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