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In my head, it’s fall

It must be because of the quiet, cozy, slice-of-life blogs I’ve been reading. I get lost in reading about cups of tea, cool mornings, comfy sweaters, and then look up it’s and blinding sunlight and nearly 100F. Maybe I belong in the Pacific Northwest. I wouldn’t be able to take the muggy, sticky summers of New England anymore: 3 decades of life in the high desert southwest has me feeling that 25% is high humidity. *snort*

BTW, that whole “it’s a dry heat” thing? Hot is hot. Believe me. And honestly, as uncomfortable as 100F is here, 90F in NE with 100% humidity is brutal. Suffocating, even.

I had so many things to do today, and instead I feel as if there isn’t a drop of energy anywhere in my body. I sent my sister light for her birthday, and that perked me up for a while. Days like this make me wonder how I’m going to do back in the workforce – a necessity that I continue to block out on one level, acting as if Tuesday won’t come. Instead I keep adding up in my head how many clients it would take for me to be able to stay home, and then getting sad again.

Glaring at me until I feed her

The cat has decided that she needs to be fed 3x a day, a decision I vehemently disagree with, especially since I’d been feeding her dry food for a while and it always makes her gain weight. She loves Fancy Feast (the wheat-free ones) so much that she’d happily eat a can every few hours. Ain’t happening. So now she perches on the small table and stares at me, hoping that will guilt me into feeding her. Nope.

My Dry July partner didn’t even make it a day, so that’s a blow. I’ll have to be that much more determined, and more of anything but rest is not something for which I have spoons or bandwidth. So very, very many forks and not a spoon in sight.

And now it’s time to figure out dinner. Ramen, anyone?

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – July 2022

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The Lightmaker’s Manifesto

In another, well, I’m sure everyone knew this, but it hit me like a bolt of lightning, passage from a book.

©Karen Walrond

So with regards to Dry July, my goal is not to drink all month, and now I need to put into place a ritual to make sure I achieve that goal. Sounds simple, right? I’m sure TBB (TheBeerBitch) will have something to say about that, but drowning her out will of course be part of the ritual.

I’m feeling excited!

And to make the day even better, it rained all night (yay), AND I was asked to send light to a horse trainer who had a terrible fall. I ended up doing an hour for that one because my hands ‘told’ me to. The flow was strong, and I hope it helped!

BTW, eagle-eyed followers may have noticed that I switched from a static website page to a traditional blog format. It just felt right, and I’m hoping it will get people to look at more pages on the site. I still have an ‘About’ page I call “Pip Who?“. lol

If you’re new here, welcome!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – June 2022

PS: I’m testing out CounterSocial again (the nicer Twitter), and I think I have to upgrade to have a link to my account, so if you’re there, my username is @HealingHobbit.

©Pip Miller – June 2022

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Does ‘community’ apply to blogging?

Found this on Twitter this morning, and in the comments people mentioned that either they don’t comment on others’ blogs, or others don’t comment on theirs…

No one asked me, but I’d like to defend lazy blog posts. Not everything needs to be a 300 word masterpiece. You can just share an open ended question and wait to see what conversations unfold in the comments.— Josepha Haden Chomphosy (@JosephaHaden) June 21, 2022

Which got me wondering about the nearly 200 followers I have and the less than a handful of comments posts get. And then it dawned on me that I don’t really comment very often, either. I think we all got so used to hitting ‘like’ or ‘heart’ that anything more in this now, now, now online world has been trained out of us. You can even click on the star here on WordPress for ‘like’ instead of commenting.

Have we lost the ability to communicate and connect?

Starting on the 1st, my guy and are going to do a month without alcohol. Dry July without the sponsors. That’s what yesterday’s question was concerning and wanting the community aspect was part of my dilemma.

Photo by Roberto Vivancos on Pexels.com

Sticking with WordPress makes sense because yes, you can comment on Substack, but it’s another site you’d have to sign up for in order to comment, and if you’re reading this, you either already get these posts via email or there’s another way you read them, so maybe you’ll comment as the month goes on (or even join in!).

I don’t know if I’ll post daily, but will most likely multiple times a week, so if you’re someone who prefers a streamlined inbox, following the blog here on WordPress and reading at will might be a better option.

Here’s to a blogging community and a dry july!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – June 2022

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They say it’s your birthday

And it is! I can’t wrap my head around being 59 today; that number just does not compute. There’s a disconnect between how I feel mentally and the actual number of years I’ve lived…the usual story.

My tarot card for this year is the Hermit, which, according to this episode of Cardslingers Coast-to-Coast, is about self-care; a take on it that’s new to me, but one that is really fitting right now. I found this on Tumblr which was a bit of a light-bulb moment:

Puts a bit of a different spin on it, don’t you think? Self-care seems…optional, but system maintenance is necessary or everything goes to shit, right? Mind blown.

My major system maintenance is the ongoing quest for sobriety. A year ago, and probably a few others over time, I wrote about my problem with alcohol. It’s a generational thing in my family, and unfortunately I made the decision to go back down that path nearly (this makes me cringe with shame) a quarter of a century ago after staying sober for over 3 years. I didn’t accomplish my goal last year, but I never give up the battle. I’ve learned that just declaring “I quit. No more!” doesn’t work, and I’m not fond of the prevailing group idea, so I need other things to keep me on the path.

So I used birthday money to splurge on The Hero’s Journal. I’d just watched this…

And the journal just seemed like the perfect way to do that. And it’s fun! My evil wizard Drinko is called The Beer Bitch, btw.

So Happy Birthday to me, the quest is on!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

BTW, I fixed all the links in posts and pages back to 2017. There’s more to do, but I’m nearly finished! I also reconfigured some of the pages, names, etc, to better streamline the website and what I do. If you haven’t before, check out the website! I’d love to help you feel better!

PS: Another fabulous journal to help you accomplish your goals is The Map by Claudia Wair.

PPS: Have I mentioned how much I love Tumblr? I’m sure I have, but it bears repeating.