Letting feelings and thoughts move through you freely, can help you move forward. When I witness other people doing that in therapy, that moves me.
Now, here come lots of my thoughts and feelings about “moving,” moving onto your screen!
- In order to move forward past self-consciousness and towards singing in public, I published a vocal performance yesterday.
- Before I posted that video, I was moved to delight when I played it back, particularly pleased that my cat, Oscar, did not move — as most cats might — when my singing moved into my upper register.
- Yesterday, I took some photos as I moved through my day. (I didn’t realize, until today, that they were all about “moving.”)
Jeff: Say hi to Derek Jeter for me this weekend.
Me: How did you know, Jeff? He’s in the on-deck circle, and will appear, in a way, in tomorrow’s post.
Jeff: I wish I could see. No Yanks-Sox on TV here in VA. But I’m still all teary-eyed about last night’s game. That guy has meant a lot to the boy in me who still gets a thrill playing shortstop on my company softball team six months a year. Can’t wait to hear your take on #2.
I have one assignment for myself this weekend, to help me move forward. I want to send a card to Walter Gamble, M.D., who was my cardiologist during my time at Children’s Hospital, from the 1960’s through the 1970’s. Dr. Estes, one of my current cardiologists, told me recently he saw Dr. Gamble at a funeral of a colleague. I am moved to share, now, the exchange I had with Dr. Estes, about that:
Dr. Estes: I saw Walter Gamble and I mentioned you. He remembered you, Ann! Can you believe that? All those years ago!
Me: Of course I believe that. Don’t you think I’m memorable?
Actually, I was moved to contact Dr. Gamble before, when I found — in my old records from Children’s Hospital — an empathically moving letter about me, from him, to another doctor. Soon after that, I sent Dr. Gamble an email which — I now assume — did not move to the right location.
Now, thanks to Dr. Estes, I have accurate information, so I can move forward in contacting Dr. Gamble. Here’s what I’ve done, so far:
Now, when you look at all those smudged letters in that second photo, you might think I was moved to tears while writing that.
Nope. It was just my left hand, moving a pen across a laminated surface. I’m sure I can find a more moving card to send, today.
Thanks to Jeff Schwaner, Derek Jeter, Walter Gamble, Mark Estes, and to others who have moved me, as they’ve moved along themselves. And thanks to you — of course! — for moving, here and now.