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✦ what’s the last thing you said yes to without hesitation?
✦ what can’t you throw away? (in your closet, in that junk drawer) why?
✦ in this phase of your life: have you been taking risks or avoiding loss?
✦ what was taboo in your family growing up?
✦ what is a story of friendship, lost or found (or re-found), that changed your criteria for friendship?
✦ what’s an experience you’ve had with mortality?
✦ what is something you’d like to let go of or release?
✦ what is something you’d like to fall into your life, to cultivate, to harness?
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the following prompts were written by Leigh Patterson of Moon Lists:
☾ BURNING YOUR TONGUE: Texting your ex. A hot take. Unsolicited advice. When was the last time you took a sip too soon (metaphorically)? ☾ FEVER DREAM: Admit one thing you probably shouldn’t do, but lowkey want to? ☾ PRIVATE LUXURY: Make a list of small, specific things that felt indulgent this month. Things that might not even register as special to anyone else but made you feel momentarily rich. Choosing to photograph a peony. Looking in the mirror and swiping on blush (or doing anything where you instantly change your appearance by 2% but it feels powerful). The weight of a good pen. Seeing a rainbow? ☾ THE OTHER TAB: What is a tab open on your computer or mobile that would most confuse a stranger about who you are? ☾ GENIUS / FRAUD: List the most recent thing that made you feel a) shockingly competent, b) deeply unqualified. (…maybe they are related and/or part of the same situation?)
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the following prompts were written by Leigh Patterson of Moon Lists:
☾ BURNING YOUR TONGUE: Texting your ex. A hot take. Unsolicited advice. When was the last time you took a sip too soon (metaphorically)? ☾ FEVER DREAM: Admit one thing you probably shouldn’t do, but lowkey want to? ☾ PRIVATE LUXURY: Make a list of small, specific things that felt indulgent this month. Things that might not even register as special to anyone else but made you feel momentarily rich. Choosing to photograph a peony. Looking in the mirror and swiping on blush (or doing anything where you instantly change your appearance by 2% but it feels powerful). The weight of a good pen. Seeing a rainbow? ☾ THE OTHER TAB: What is a tab open on your computer or mobile that would most confuse a stranger about who you are? ☾ GENIUS / FRAUD: List the most recent thing that made you feel a) shockingly competent, b) deeply unqualified. (…maybe they are related and/or part of the same situation?)
4d ago
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🫂This might not make the most sense but if I don’t write it I know I’ll be angry with myself.
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The hero’s journey tells us that the narrative follows simple steps. We are called- your alarm, a Britney Spears song, plays in the morning. Your car breaks down in an unfamiliar part of the city. There’s a death in the family. Whatever it is, the call is something that moves us from familiarity to the unknown. It pulls the hero into the journey. We will then face the unknown and hopefully overcome it. But what about the calls that we don’t answer? Or when we get stuck in the unknown? What about when we are braver than brave and we still cannot overcome everything? I’ve learned that sometimes our pain doesn’t come with atonement. Sometimes there is no return.
Life doesn’t fit into the narrative. The alarm in itself is a narrative, you set it the night before, or maybe you set it three years ago and you’ve been waking up to the same song every single day. The car is a narrative, the unfamiliar side of the city is a narrative. Why haven’t you been there? The death is a narrative explored and experienced by every person in your family, every friend of the dead, every coworker who called the morning after to see why they didn’t show up when their alarm went off that day. Everything is a million narratives coinciding and to trap ourselves into one, to tell ourselves only one story, is blinding us to the intricate nature of life. We cannot exist in only one dimension, and to choose to exist in various different- sometimes beautiful and sometimes horrible- narratives at once is to choose to stop coddling oneself, to stop following your pain like it always has something to give you.
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