I want you to know I deeply appreciate you being on this journey with me. I am sincerely grateful that 144 of you are here, and the last blog was read by many more (222) folks to be exact. Let’s build it to 1000?!
Share this with someone you love today: a friend, lover, or your mom. Even if you don’t open this newsletter. I feel hopeful like I am growing something here (again).
I want to believe you’re here for a reason. That this time can be a spell. Even these social media posts and videos can spread love. It’s lovely out there in the world, and it’s brutal. I am leaving a lot of the brutal out today. In the fall of 2023, I benefitted from an experience called Radical Dharma Camp. It was amazing and powerful.
My goal for Radical Dharma Camp was to center myself in love now. I always want to learn how to love myself more deeply while also recognizing the privilege inherent in my white body. This is a constant focus, the truth is on my mind and my soma (my body).
Right before I left for camp I had a fantastic reading from the gifted Alia Watson, who helped me commit to not dating for some time. I only did it for a few months (I met my current love on 9/22, weeks after I returned from camp). However, I know the time alone was what I needed. You can get advice, and you can take parts and leave the rest. I know I am learning deep truths I need to learn in this current relationship. Sometimes, love walks in and you must say yes. To love, we need to wonder into how we love ourselves, but oh, the dopamine of new love and, at this point, old lesbian love (at 122 days). Perhaps there is dopamine in older love, too? I have seen some examples. I would love to know your examples.
I see my clients working on their deep wounds. It’s such a wild ride being a helper. I wouldn’t say I like calling myself a healer anymore. Do I sit in counsel with people? Yes. Do I send superbills making me a therapist? Yes. However, all the amazing trainings I have been to over these last five-plus years return me to myself; they return me to the body. So, I offer you this love poem; use it as needed. Share it with your love, your kid, and yourself.
Expansive.
When I think of you ….
I feel immense gratitudeÂ
love
& trustÂ
I seek … slowness when needed.Â
Your care heals me.
I hope that I can / I am helping you heal as well. You are my heart. My heart has become yours. That happened long ago.
A past life?
You’ve endured so much. You are surviving so many deep wounds.Â
I’m committed to learning you in a deep way. I am slowing down so I can be the most effective, loving communicator & partner you’ve ever had.
Judging myself is of no use. And yet I do it. And then, I aim to learn/shift/grow. Holding myself the way I hold you is the goal.Â
I hope your dreams day and night are always sweet. When they are not, I am here.
To you, from me, because why not share love?
Bridget
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