Say Hello And We’ll Video-chat A Bit, No Strings Attached
If you’re 35 and up and rain’s your lucky number and your white heart still dreams despite this black world and it would be ok to be just a teensy bit more fabulous and maybe, just maybe, you want a moon-shot at being more fantastic than you have any right to be, then bring me your feels (the badder the better) and your remembers and your imagines and your wonders and your dreams and say hello.
Then I’ll email you to set up a time for us to video-chat. We might chat for 5 minutes or 75. It won’t cost you anything. I do this all the time - it’s one of the ways I find you. You can be anywhere in the world, any timezone. I’m in Brisbane, Australia. We’ll use Skype or Zoom. I need to see your face while I hear your voice. Say hello.
I’m a counsellor who types as INFP in the Myers-Briggs hegemony. If you’re not sure what you type as, I’ll tell you how to find out - say hello.
If you’re younger than 35, my experience is you’re usually better off talking to someone else unless you’ve had a lot to do with “helping professionals” and they haven’t helped much, in which case say hello and we’ll see what happens.
If you just want to stay in touch at a safe distance, follow me by email here.
Top photo credit: Sandis Helvigs
Photo by Mike Wilson
‘Are you sure, Sandra? It didn’t rain on Saturday.’
‘It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.’
‘That sounds very painful.’
‘No, it sounds beautiful.’
Tablo (Pieces of You)
Enough rain, not enough rainbows? Say hello.
Photo by Matthew Henry
I’m still learning to love the parts of me that no one claps for.
If you’re emo and you know it, clap your hands (clap-clap).
If you want to be loved, you have to make it safe for someone to love you.
And for that to happen, you have to be recognised.
And for that to happen, you have to be vulnerable enough.
You never know who would love the person you hide.
It might even be you. Say hello.
Photo by Rob Mulally
What are INFPs? Aliens from a much gentler universe. If you meet one of us, be kind. We’re trying our best to adapt, but we’re all a bit homesick.
Want to stop holding back?
You’ll live the length of your life, whatever that may be. Do you want to live the width of it as well? Say hello.
Photo by Ian Schneider
These mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.
Want some help pushing the Feelbarrow? Say hello.
Photo by Alessio Lin
The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming.
Cheryl Strayed (Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar)
Good news: The dream-world and the meat-world are connected by a faultless, uncompromised bridge.
Bad news: The bridge is guarded by a Troll Of Unkindness.
Good news: If you cast a Spell Of Mighty Kindness, the troll will turn into a flock of fly-away ravens, leaving the bridge clear.
Bad news: This spell requires you to be as kind to yourself as you are to others.
Good news: Say hello.