Thank you for your thoughts and story, Peter. Beautiful! ❤️

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Hi Peter

Thank you for sharing. Beautiful writing as always! ❤️

Hmm honestly I think it varies.

For me, at the moment. Neither. A story might exist as a memory even when it is no longer true. Nothing wrong with memories. Maybe it will pass in time. But it is not such a bad thing.

Does it matter if we are free of stories? For me, it is not necessarily even choosing. Sure, some which meant actively redesigning my life I chose to change. Some just over time no longer apply. Some are as true as much as I believe in them. Not quite true. But it is hard to explain. Things can be untrue whilst believing in them. Then when you think about it, you go well actually… I guess that was just an assumption. Another story. Fickle things. 😂

I am the wrong person to ask this question of. 😂 I very much believe in fate. Buddhism would suggest that volition is the answer. We all have a degree of control in our lives. Otherwise, being calm helps me to see things more clearly.

Hmm I guess I don’t have the same attachment to words and thoughts.

I feel like they are very flexible. Maybe because I have being working hard on cultivating that?

Is something a story if you can consider different perspectives?

I will have to learn some more about continual prayer. I don’t really know much about it. Is that similar to mantra? I fear I may have gotten lost in the weeds again. ❤️

I guess, to explain my perspective. Memories and even perspective are not set in stone. You can live something and reflect. Reprocess the memory and consider it from different perspectives, heal the feelings attached to it. Everything changes.

Do you have any thoughts? ❤️

Hi Peter

Hmm I guess, I have always had a very strong belief in change since childhood.

I don’t mean avoiding. But shedding. If that makes sense? When something no longer applies. Sometimes that takes courage. But the courage is already present. Like a butterfly struggling to emerge from a cocoon, then resting and drying it’s wings.

I agree with holding things lightly, even holding lightly the idea of holding things lightly. I’m trying to learn to pick things up and put them down like a cup.

But yes, change. I think we might have different ideas around change? I feel like I keep learning and developing. I am aware of this. I can choose which things to shape. Like taking care of a garden to continue your metaphor. 😉

My narrator is not the same as it once was and that is down to hard work.

Don’t get me wrong. When I started on this path it was out of hatred. Hatred of my biological mother and myself. But things change, even that.

Even something as dark as hatred can transform and give us something beautiful.

I’m sorry to hear that a debate on a recent trip left you feeling unbalanced. It is difficult when family don’t see eye to eye. It is nice to feel seen and understood. ❤️