I feel no one gets me. I felt awkwardly unseen the last two times I commented here, and I don't want to blame me nor anyone, I know no one can give me the love I didn't receive growing up, and that's painful, and real. And I feel unseen everywhere, it's getting stronger and worse. But I'm not the only one who suffers, I'm not the only one with a Pisces Sun, a Cancer Rising and a Cancer Moon, but I feel doomed, I try not to take myself so seriously but the pain comes back, always. But I'm not able to lie, even when I don't speak, my face speaks for me.
It is so hard to feel like no one gets you. I understand that feeling in my own way. May you find the people and places and spaces that will bring a deep sense of feeling seen and known. 💛
Ahhh, I hear you Aguila. I’m hoping you feel more seen in your world. It’s hard to have feelings and words and not feel listened to. I hope you’ll continue to share here and interact.
Aguila -Keep believing in yourself do a yoga warrior pose stand there strongly, hands up feed into the Earth and say to yourself I am loved I am worthy. I appreciate myself. I appreciate my life. Others will appreciate me believe in yourself wishing you well.
"Can I say" just how much I needed to read your words, realness and recenter my heart? Can I say that I've done the same thing when my daughter was young and the teachers laughed with me in that knowing, kind way. Can I say, the world is hurting so very much, and it hurts to feel it all. Can I say my manuscript has gathered way too much dust, but it is incubating while I find my feet and heart and soul. Can I say thank you for being so real and showing up in my inbox on a Sunday morning where the light touches my kitchen table and my cat purrs, and I feel so grateful. I can and will say it. Thank you. Keep blooming.
"that knowing, kind way" yes, even reading these words brings ease. Thank you for this, and for your words here -- they echo so much of what I feel and paint such a lovely image of aliveness. 💛
This is achingly beautiful and brings me to the brink of tears. Thank you for your heartfelt words shared with the world. Through them I see you, the ones I love and myself in camera-like lens captures. So grateful.
Your words are always a balm. Like an IV of words I need that navigates through the body and touches the parts of me that needs to hear them most. I am 9 hours ahead of PST and always find myself reading this newlsetter standing over the sink of Sunday night dishes and toddler messes (because I cannot wait!) and then I re-read it all again Monday morning. Thank you, always.
Sunday night dishes and toddler messes -- this feels so familiar <3 Thank you for reading, for receiving, for this reflection. It truly means a lot. <3
I'm always so blown away by your writing, Lisa. It often speaks to my own experience or puts me in a different headspace or just soothes me on some level. I am happy to know you're a kindred spirit out there carrying out your work in this world, knowing the weight of small actions, of filling your own cup. I always come away from your writing feeling seen or lifted in some way. Thank you.
I'm so grateful for this reflection -- it really reminds me I'm never alone, that the resonance is a symbol of interconnectedness. That feels like a true gift. Thank you 💛
Thank you so much for every word, as is. So much of what you write always resonates so deeply with me, with my sometimes curled up heart. Thank you for being one of my reminders when I forget the good, the beautiful, my own ability to open back up, & allow the unfolding that is sometimes painful. I laughed so much about those too short bangs! 💖
“Can I say how challenging it is to be a walking contradiction — to hold so many different truths at once…” This really hits home. And makes me wonder, is this why I want to jump out of my own skin most of the time??
There’s a beautiful vulnerability to your work and a flow of your words. Keep on with that book. I gave my daughter a similar cut- it was one of my lesser offenses as a parent. Oh it is hard. She is 17 now. She came home Sunday and stopped me in the garden and said Can I hug you? And for a moment the world was just right and sometimes I wish I could just stay in those just right moments a little longer.
What a beautiful reflection piece, Lisa. I felt comforted by your words, especially about letting go. Fall brings so much beauty but it also can be a depressing time for me, since I lost my husband six years ago. Your words brought peace to me.❤️
So grateful they brought you some remembrance. The deepening of grief during certain seasons makes so much sense -- what a reminder of the love there, of the mattering. Thank you 💛
Thank you Lisa. Really lovely. I went off Instagram in 2021 and a few months later deleted my account, along with FB —-completely removing myself from social media. And I haven’t looked back. I had thoughts of losing my 800 some followers and what would that mean for my business. But the people I really needed to stay connected with were the people that I already corresponded with outside of social media. Nothing lost and so much time and energy gained to focus and listen to the work I needed to do.
And then I found Substack less than a year ago, and have found so much more meaningful connection here than my years on IG.
The decision I made is not for everyone or every business owner. It’s hard when we are made to feel social media is the center of our connection and without it what or where would we be.
It sounds like your break from IG has been really good. It’s so good to take the breaks.
💚🌲🩵🐢🌟
Thank you for all you put out in the world. I always look forward to what you have to share.
I am so glad you've found a way to make it work for you -- such a gift to give yourself that permission and see the ways it didn't actually cause you to lose anything of importance. I try to remember that as I navigate what it means to step away, even slowly. Thank you for sharing here 💛
I feel no one gets me. I felt awkwardly unseen the last two times I commented here, and I don't want to blame me nor anyone, I know no one can give me the love I didn't receive growing up, and that's painful, and real. And I feel unseen everywhere, it's getting stronger and worse. But I'm not the only one who suffers, I'm not the only one with a Pisces Sun, a Cancer Rising and a Cancer Moon, but I feel doomed, I try not to take myself so seriously but the pain comes back, always. But I'm not able to lie, even when I don't speak, my face speaks for me.
It is so hard to feel like no one gets you. I understand that feeling in my own way. May you find the people and places and spaces that will bring a deep sense of feeling seen and known. 💛
Ahhh, I hear you Aguila. I’m hoping you feel more seen in your world. It’s hard to have feelings and words and not feel listened to. I hope you’ll continue to share here and interact.
Aguila -Keep believing in yourself do a yoga warrior pose stand there strongly, hands up feed into the Earth and say to yourself I am loved I am worthy. I appreciate myself. I appreciate my life. Others will appreciate me believe in yourself wishing you well.
"Can I say" just how much I needed to read your words, realness and recenter my heart? Can I say that I've done the same thing when my daughter was young and the teachers laughed with me in that knowing, kind way. Can I say, the world is hurting so very much, and it hurts to feel it all. Can I say my manuscript has gathered way too much dust, but it is incubating while I find my feet and heart and soul. Can I say thank you for being so real and showing up in my inbox on a Sunday morning where the light touches my kitchen table and my cat purrs, and I feel so grateful. I can and will say it. Thank you. Keep blooming.
"that knowing, kind way" yes, even reading these words brings ease. Thank you for this, and for your words here -- they echo so much of what I feel and paint such a lovely image of aliveness. 💛
This is achingly beautiful and brings me to the brink of tears. Thank you for your heartfelt words shared with the world. Through them I see you, the ones I love and myself in camera-like lens captures. So grateful.
Thank you for this reflection, for taking the time 💛💛
Your words are always a balm. Like an IV of words I need that navigates through the body and touches the parts of me that needs to hear them most. I am 9 hours ahead of PST and always find myself reading this newlsetter standing over the sink of Sunday night dishes and toddler messes (because I cannot wait!) and then I re-read it all again Monday morning. Thank you, always.
Sunday night dishes and toddler messes -- this feels so familiar <3 Thank you for reading, for receiving, for this reflection. It truly means a lot. <3
So beautiful, thank you. And I adore your photography, it is so muted and somehow ordinary but radiantly beautiful. Do
Thank you so much 💛
I'm always so blown away by your writing, Lisa. It often speaks to my own experience or puts me in a different headspace or just soothes me on some level. I am happy to know you're a kindred spirit out there carrying out your work in this world, knowing the weight of small actions, of filling your own cup. I always come away from your writing feeling seen or lifted in some way. Thank you.
I'm so grateful for this reflection -- it really reminds me I'm never alone, that the resonance is a symbol of interconnectedness. That feels like a true gift. Thank you 💛
My pleasure 🌹
Can I just say that this felt incredibly healing to read in a way that me ache a little?
I'm so grateful to hear that, and I also know the feeling you're describing so well. Thank you for reading 💛
Thank you so much for every word, as is. So much of what you write always resonates so deeply with me, with my sometimes curled up heart. Thank you for being one of my reminders when I forget the good, the beautiful, my own ability to open back up, & allow the unfolding that is sometimes painful. I laughed so much about those too short bangs! 💖
Thank you for these lovely words 💛 "my sometimes curled up heart" that feels like such a mirror. So grateful.
“Can I say how challenging it is to be a walking contradiction — to hold so many different truths at once…” This really hits home. And makes me wonder, is this why I want to jump out of my own skin most of the time??
🙏🏻💛💛
Thank you, Lisa. What a beautiful poetic piece! Some of it gave me the impression I was reading my own mind. Very powerful. Lots of love.
So grateful, thank you 💛
I had a lot to say but couldn’t find the words. So I’ll just say thank you as always for being here and sharing with us. ❤️
Thank you for reading 💛
This is so beautiful and it brought me to tears. I love this unedited flow of words so much. Thank you for sharing with us 💛
Thank you for reading 💛
There’s a beautiful vulnerability to your work and a flow of your words. Keep on with that book. I gave my daughter a similar cut- it was one of my lesser offenses as a parent. Oh it is hard. She is 17 now. She came home Sunday and stopped me in the garden and said Can I hug you? And for a moment the world was just right and sometimes I wish I could just stay in those just right moments a little longer.
This made me cry -- thank you 💛
I’m so honored. 🥰
What a beautiful reflection piece, Lisa. I felt comforted by your words, especially about letting go. Fall brings so much beauty but it also can be a depressing time for me, since I lost my husband six years ago. Your words brought peace to me.❤️
So grateful they brought you some remembrance. The deepening of grief during certain seasons makes so much sense -- what a reminder of the love there, of the mattering. Thank you 💛
Feeling more relevant in your own life, ahhhh such an exhale at this. I know it too 💜
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Thank you Lisa. Really lovely. I went off Instagram in 2021 and a few months later deleted my account, along with FB —-completely removing myself from social media. And I haven’t looked back. I had thoughts of losing my 800 some followers and what would that mean for my business. But the people I really needed to stay connected with were the people that I already corresponded with outside of social media. Nothing lost and so much time and energy gained to focus and listen to the work I needed to do.
And then I found Substack less than a year ago, and have found so much more meaningful connection here than my years on IG.
The decision I made is not for everyone or every business owner. It’s hard when we are made to feel social media is the center of our connection and without it what or where would we be.
It sounds like your break from IG has been really good. It’s so good to take the breaks.
💚🌲🩵🐢🌟
Thank you for all you put out in the world. I always look forward to what you have to share.
I am so glad you've found a way to make it work for you -- such a gift to give yourself that permission and see the ways it didn't actually cause you to lose anything of importance. I try to remember that as I navigate what it means to step away, even slowly. Thank you for sharing here 💛