Sunday Morning Is Relatively Quiet
Feb. 2nd, 2025 11:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
walkitoutIt is cold and icy out there.
However, someone stopped by to pick something up already. I put on my ice bugs and walked it out to him, because it warmed up enough yesterday to have significant melt off the roof, and thus we have a horrible frozen puddle in front of our garage door. I’m not even getting into the porch and path. I mean, I cleared all this stuff, but refreezing is a real phenomenon.
Everything currently listed has been spoken for and will be picked up today / tomorrow. I’m on the fence about whether to spend the day listing more stuff or just focus on going over the new conformance set. Probably should do the latter, but the former feels better, so who knows what will win.
In the spirit of, look up stuff and find random other stuff, I remembered that I stumbled over some religious trauma subreddit when I was trying to fine tune my “push stuff down and then it oozes out” theory. People have mentioned religious trauma to me before, but I wasn’t really sure what fell within the scope of that, or spiritual trauma as technical terms. The terms are apparently in a bit of a tug of war.
Link != endorsement
https://drlauraeanderson.com/blog/religious-trauma
“The definition that my colleagues and I (from the Religious Trauma Institute and Reclamation Collective) came up with a few years ago is that religious trauma is The physical, emotional, or psychological response to religious beliefs, practices, or structures that overwhelm an individual’s ability to cope and return to a sense of safety.”
When I read more of what Anderson says in various social media, it seems like “cope” and “return to a sense of safety” are sort of a minimum bar, and she / they are often looking to help people re-develop to be closer to who they would have been without that in their backstory. I periodically excavate portions of my past in search of abandoned relationships / dreams / ideas / plans, to figure out whether I want to restart anything. I’ve had mixed luck over the decades with reconnecting with people from my past (sometimes truly awesome experiences, sometimes really not great at all, and a whole lot of fizzle, so not unlike building a relationship with someone you’ve never met before). I’ve had better luck with restarting old interests / activities / hobbies. I had my own frameworks for exiting the religion I was raised in, but it might be interesting to find out how other people think about this.
ETA:
Most of what was supposed to go out the door today has exited! The Portal Plus is still sitting here, but the Portal TV is gone. The Anatex rollercoaster is gone. The pop up books are gone. And I have started listing camping stuff. The orange winter camping bag has already departed!!!
I found another box of toddler stuff (wooden blocks, stuffies, a wooden roller toy and a very cute fluffy backpack roller with a stuffy horse in a babycarrying thing on the back of it). Stuffies went into a kitchen trash bag to go to donation; everything else got listed as a lot.
I had a delightful zoom with I.
A. had her portal playdate (using the portal go, the last portal in the house).
M. came over for a visit, but we are not walking as it is too icy.
However, someone stopped by to pick something up already. I put on my ice bugs and walked it out to him, because it warmed up enough yesterday to have significant melt off the roof, and thus we have a horrible frozen puddle in front of our garage door. I’m not even getting into the porch and path. I mean, I cleared all this stuff, but refreezing is a real phenomenon.
Everything currently listed has been spoken for and will be picked up today / tomorrow. I’m on the fence about whether to spend the day listing more stuff or just focus on going over the new conformance set. Probably should do the latter, but the former feels better, so who knows what will win.
In the spirit of, look up stuff and find random other stuff, I remembered that I stumbled over some religious trauma subreddit when I was trying to fine tune my “push stuff down and then it oozes out” theory. People have mentioned religious trauma to me before, but I wasn’t really sure what fell within the scope of that, or spiritual trauma as technical terms. The terms are apparently in a bit of a tug of war.
Link != endorsement
https://drlauraeanderson.com/blog/religious-trauma
“The definition that my colleagues and I (from the Religious Trauma Institute and Reclamation Collective) came up with a few years ago is that religious trauma is The physical, emotional, or psychological response to religious beliefs, practices, or structures that overwhelm an individual’s ability to cope and return to a sense of safety.”
When I read more of what Anderson says in various social media, it seems like “cope” and “return to a sense of safety” are sort of a minimum bar, and she / they are often looking to help people re-develop to be closer to who they would have been without that in their backstory. I periodically excavate portions of my past in search of abandoned relationships / dreams / ideas / plans, to figure out whether I want to restart anything. I’ve had mixed luck over the decades with reconnecting with people from my past (sometimes truly awesome experiences, sometimes really not great at all, and a whole lot of fizzle, so not unlike building a relationship with someone you’ve never met before). I’ve had better luck with restarting old interests / activities / hobbies. I had my own frameworks for exiting the religion I was raised in, but it might be interesting to find out how other people think about this.
ETA:
Most of what was supposed to go out the door today has exited! The Portal Plus is still sitting here, but the Portal TV is gone. The Anatex rollercoaster is gone. The pop up books are gone. And I have started listing camping stuff. The orange winter camping bag has already departed!!!
I found another box of toddler stuff (wooden blocks, stuffies, a wooden roller toy and a very cute fluffy backpack roller with a stuffy horse in a babycarrying thing on the back of it). Stuffies went into a kitchen trash bag to go to donation; everything else got listed as a lot.
I had a delightful zoom with I.
A. had her portal playdate (using the portal go, the last portal in the house).
M. came over for a visit, but we are not walking as it is too icy.