This is such a vivid story Sabrina and I love reading it again! My reptilian brain has more sway over me than I’d probably like, and so reading stories such as yours makes me marvel. I’m working even in these years to know when to trust that brain and when not to, but as several comments say, that’s not always easy to discern! In any case, here’s to more adventures, of various sorts, to come! Thank you for sharing this story and congratulations again for having it selected and published in the collection!
I feel like some (most?) days it just comes down to the amount of energy one has to deal with either fighting against the chatter in our own mind, or with the consequences of not listening to it! And yes indeed: here's always to more adventures. All kinds. 😉
Boy, what a great story ! So well done. Thanks for sharing. I'm pleased to read some of your works of fiction. I hope there's more coming.
Sometimes, I wish my reptilian brain talked more. Sometimes when it does, I tend to ignore it. One example is the time when a moving company came to pick up our things for storage, I didn't question why the mover didn't have any boxes to fit the TV or the paintings.
One time when my reptilian brain kicked into action after Fabio and I had befriended a Kenyan adolescent on the beach near a resort where we were staying. We said hello day after day as we walked down the beach. We'd given him T-shirts and shoes we could spare for his family. He, and certainly they, didn't have much.
One day, he invited us to come to his village on a boat to see his community and meet his family. I told Fabio "no." I had a funny feeling about the whole thing. No cell phone, no one at the hotel knew us or knew were going, we would have been isolated there, etc.
I feel badly, a bit discriminatory and untrusting, about turning down the invitation. But something told me it would be best not to go. Who knows!
But that brain does need some attention sometimes.
Those feelings of concern are worth trusting. But I agree sometimes it is difficult or awkward to know if they are justified, or if it is just being overprotective or based on unfounded prejudice. I really appreciate you sharing those two opposite experiences: of course you will never know how the second one would have gone if you'd made the other choice. But you are here, with us, and that is as good an outcome as any other.
It is so hard to speak up sometimes too, depending on what kind of situation you are in. So in your first example, you were far along in the moving process and I'm sure you imagined the upheaval it would have caused to stop the process right then and there.
How wonderful to read this story again, Sabrina! I remember it well, from when I was editing this year's LWS Anthology. I would love to share stories of sticky situation, but I'm nowhere near as adventurous as our Sara 😅
I remember seeing your name thinking, wow, I know that Jayne!! What a formidable job that must have been! I'm very grateful that I made the cut, so thank you!...Sometimes I can't believe some of the situations I got myself into, and out of! And sad to think that is not a trip that can ever be made again, and how different those places must look.
But I might disagree that you are not that adventurous: you just walked right up and spoke to a most revered director!!! And got kisses back! THAT is some big girl bravery, right there! 🎉
This is such a vivid story Sabrina and I love reading it again! My reptilian brain has more sway over me than I’d probably like, and so reading stories such as yours makes me marvel. I’m working even in these years to know when to trust that brain and when not to, but as several comments say, that’s not always easy to discern! In any case, here’s to more adventures, of various sorts, to come! Thank you for sharing this story and congratulations again for having it selected and published in the collection!
Oh that is very kind; thank you Martha.
I feel like some (most?) days it just comes down to the amount of energy one has to deal with either fighting against the chatter in our own mind, or with the consequences of not listening to it! And yes indeed: here's always to more adventures. All kinds. 😉
Boy, what a great story ! So well done. Thanks for sharing. I'm pleased to read some of your works of fiction. I hope there's more coming.
Sometimes, I wish my reptilian brain talked more. Sometimes when it does, I tend to ignore it. One example is the time when a moving company came to pick up our things for storage, I didn't question why the mover didn't have any boxes to fit the TV or the paintings.
One time when my reptilian brain kicked into action after Fabio and I had befriended a Kenyan adolescent on the beach near a resort where we were staying. We said hello day after day as we walked down the beach. We'd given him T-shirts and shoes we could spare for his family. He, and certainly they, didn't have much.
One day, he invited us to come to his village on a boat to see his community and meet his family. I told Fabio "no." I had a funny feeling about the whole thing. No cell phone, no one at the hotel knew us or knew were going, we would have been isolated there, etc.
I feel badly, a bit discriminatory and untrusting, about turning down the invitation. But something told me it would be best not to go. Who knows!
But that brain does need some attention sometimes.
Thanks for this lovely piece.
Those feelings of concern are worth trusting. But I agree sometimes it is difficult or awkward to know if they are justified, or if it is just being overprotective or based on unfounded prejudice. I really appreciate you sharing those two opposite experiences: of course you will never know how the second one would have gone if you'd made the other choice. But you are here, with us, and that is as good an outcome as any other.
It is so hard to speak up sometimes too, depending on what kind of situation you are in. So in your first example, you were far along in the moving process and I'm sure you imagined the upheaval it would have caused to stop the process right then and there.
Thanks again for reading and commenting!
I know that feeling of a door closing and feeling under threat.
Great story...
Thank you Prue; I appreciate you dipping in here right now. ❤️
I'm sorry to hear you know that feeling, although I believe most women likely will know some degree of that feeling. xx
How wonderful to read this story again, Sabrina! I remember it well, from when I was editing this year's LWS Anthology. I would love to share stories of sticky situation, but I'm nowhere near as adventurous as our Sara 😅
I remember seeing your name thinking, wow, I know that Jayne!! What a formidable job that must have been! I'm very grateful that I made the cut, so thank you!...Sometimes I can't believe some of the situations I got myself into, and out of! And sad to think that is not a trip that can ever be made again, and how different those places must look.
But I might disagree that you are not that adventurous: you just walked right up and spoke to a most revered director!!! And got kisses back! THAT is some big girl bravery, right there! 🎉
It was a labour of love!
Wow, yes your story leaves a record of those places as they once were. I hope you wrote more/are writing more 😊
Thank you for seeing me as brave, I suppose I do have one or two moments I can say that about!
of course you do!