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Hallo loves.

Just a very quick note as many of you are winding down for the night in the States and Europe.

This morning, the sunrise at 5:40 was so shockingly beautiful (and fleeting), I decided to flip on Instagram and do a quick live...and I started doing what I do....just chatting about what's going through my head, which, lately, has been ecamingin my relationsyip between the News and My Life.

Since the Omicron Variant Headlines blared at me a few days ago, I have found myself at the butt end of my own joke, as I try to resist doomscrolling multiple times a day to see WHAT WILL BECOME OF MY LIFE. It is rare that the global headlines really effect what your normal, everyday life is going to look like tomorrow, next week, or in the spring. I WANT TO KNOW.

But I know, as you do, that the answer is probably farther off, and that checking our phones 26-178 times a day FOR THE ANSWER will probably just drive us crazy.

So I am urging you all to join me in a moment of discernment and restraint....the answers will come. We can check once a day. Or even less. The truth will be revealed and we don't need the minutia and the play-by-play to plan our lives...it'll just ruin our mental fields and plant landmines we don't need to spend time evading.

Meanwhile....it was funny.

I decided that I would share my morning meditation practice over the internet with the 300 or so people tuned into my instagram live....and as i settled down to speak a prayer that all being be safe from harm and danger, peaceful and happy, and filled with compassion...I saw a fire.

A HUGE fire right across the hill from me. It looked like a few trees had caught ablaze. 

Waiheke is a tiny island with a volunteer fire brigade. I couldn't hear the fire siren. It was before six in the morning. I was like: I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SAVE THIS ISLAND.

I said OH SHIT GUYS NO TIME TO MEDITATE GOTTA GO CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT EVERYTHING IS BURNING and I showed the vieweres the blaze for 3 seconds and stopped the live.

As I dialed 111 (the Kiwi equivalent of 911), I started thinking about how fast I could wake Ash up and get him out of the house in case the fire couldn't be contained and burned this house down. I thought about where our passports were and that I should grab them.

The dispatch put me through to the fire department.

GIANT FIRE HERE IS THE ADDRESS, I said.

No worries, she said. We've gotten quite a few calls. It's a controlled burn. Todayt's the last day before the full fire ban. 

Thank God. I said. It scared the shit out of me.

She laughed.

I hung up. I took a picture of it. I posted it to Instagram and said JK EVERYTHINGS HUNKY DORY.

........

When Ash woke up a few mintues later, he looked out the window at the flames and smoke across the way said

MAMA A FIRE!!!!!!

and I said...Ash, there IS a fire!! But this is a Good Fire. Not a Bad Fire. Someone is doing a Good Fire to burn away some dead trees and stuff so the land can breathe. Sometimes there are Good Fires and sometimes there are Bad Fires. 

.........

Controlled Burn.

That's what it feels like my life - and I am sure, many of your lives - has felt like for many, many months.

In so many ways, this image and this moment brought me peace this morning.

So much of my old life is in the process of being burned away so the land can breathe....the debris of past ideas, the dead and useless junk I was attached to, the old, rotting scripts I wrote when I was 15, 25, 35, 43.....Everything Must Go.

But....controlled. You cannot just set a match to the whole forest of your life as you move on. There's an element of measuredness, control, compassion for the creatures around the fire.....the discernment. What the burn, when, what time of year, the cadence of flames. 

Again with the discernment here. 

I love you all.

May your controlled burn take away all the debris, but not massacre the filed of your life.

In news....I've got the Morra Hall show (the small hall show from Waiheke island) coming out TOMORROW (last day of the month, it's always a scrambled but we're gonna make it!

And I'm about to announce, finally, a time for a webcast this week, so stay tuned.

I'm busy burning. It's been a tangled few weeks, but I have my machete and my matches.

If Omicron is coming, and isn’t benevolent …. just think:

Controlled Burn.

We got this.

See you tomorrow.

xxx

a





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Cordelia

great metaphor- the controlled burn- pick up the meditation again right there…

Stephanie Rowe

Controlled burn is a fantastic metaphor for this crazy time. It’s perfect. I’ve found that I keep adapting to new ways of avoiding the news and cesspool parts of social media…. From music to art to silly games to play in my phone. And I’m much more calm as a result. At least for now. Tomorrow may be a different day.

Elizabeth Feldman

Amanda I’m gonna make you laugh your ass off one second, I didn’t think I was going to do this on thanksgiving but I was a bit too eager to have my family in one piece that I lost my shit. One sec. I wrote something too.

JonaIBCLC

Sometimes I hear people fantasize about completely starting from scratch - like, what if your house burned down and you just got a clean slate to start fresh... and sometimes that is tantalizing. But mostly it's terrifying. I think what I crave is more like this controlled burn - the shedding of the muck and detritus that keeps growth from breaking through and breathing.

Erin Beggs Wilson

Such poetic justice should not be hidden from the world in the wee hours of the morning. Lol. Im relieved for y'all that it was a Good Fire. We mother in much of the same tone I think. Thank you for being present with us, it makes the days a lot less lonely

Kirsten Sogge

I appreciate you so much, Amanda. Thank you for sharing your life with me, with us.

Aimee Maher

Thank you for the reminder. Doom scrolling can take over my brain before I even realize I'm caught up. #goosfraba and whatnot. 🤘

Michael Sperry

I love how you take damned near anything and turn it into a useful metaphor.

Elizabeth Feldman

Respectfully metaphorically speaking then I bathe in your flames as I feel the burn from your scorching punishment in life, and that is never to be unearthed again because every whispering rock has spoken their peace.

Teresa Toro

"I beg you to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer." (Rilke)

Marguerita Tajibnapis

I’m glad you’re ok and where you live is ok, not in danger from fire. Sometime it would be lovely if you did a meditation Patreon post (video). I like to meditate lying down (maybe because it’s so similar to shavasana) What works for you?

Elizabeth Feldman

Honestly I feel like I’ve been shown the absolute most disrespect and I’ve handled the disrespect with nothing but grace and maybe just maybe it’s getting to me. Even though well have civil conversations and I care a lot about you doesn’t mean that your actions don’t hurt me. I tried to ask about the holidays for Pauline and I just really don’t want to put myself in a situation where I’m not wanted because that isn’t something I’d be ok with, is being around someone who really didn’t want to be around me. I don’t think I’m fully reacting okay but if I were talking to myself to another person maybe going through this empathetically id hug him or her and tell them that it was understandable to be upset because it shouldn’t be a thing. I have to self comfort myself like that and be my own friend after that because I’m trying to be there for Pauline in a way that I know she needs me to. Id love to have had one day to see you both cook together. That you fully cared about me and accepted me and actually maybe even convinced me that I was more than just a mistake to you , idk but that’s how I feel and I’ve seen carelessness in some ways and that angers me because I’m not allowed to be that way. I respect you by giving all I can possibly give to Pauline. I appreciate your compassionate and kid friendly side, I just don’t appreciate how I have been treated. I have been more than hurt. I don’t want to feel that hurt because when I care it’s honestly for life. And I think it hurts me because I know you do care but not like I wanted it to. And that’s on me. I have to eat that too. I give you truth and honesty. Although I know I lied about my last name I should have never, and I regret that but I also know that I was taken from my dad and blatantly given this life because it could have been worse for me in the next — or it could have been blissful. I’m not complaining, stating. I know that life is imperfect but I feel like I fight losing battles and this is one of them. And I don’t want it to be that. I just wanted one day in life where it meant the same to all of us and it doesn’t so… how to rationalize this is just to preach that I live in an imperfect world. Does it mean I need to accept it? Oh yeah. But it did make me feel very sick, no one else got sick like me. It’s just another year that I feel like I failed her for wanting something so simple, and yet I understand that it’s starting to feel hopeless that she will never have a holiday or Christmas or valentines day or birthday with all of us. <- Amanda, I certainly hope he understands this one day sooner than later. He’s absolutely adored and I just need to embrace loving him because I don’t see any results on getting angry, but on truth. Love you. I’m trying to get rid of negative energy about me. You know it’s hard to look away. Haha :)

Cindy Diver

Controlled slow burn is now my new go-to response to the very kiwi greeting of "how are you?" :) xo stay safe! Not long now till Friday sets you free(er).

Melody

Controlled burn. I like the metaphor. I've been rearranging my apartment with the knowledge that I'll probably need to move sometime in the next year. It's time, anyways. I've been in this apartment long enough. The urge hit me rather suddenly on Friday afternoon, I just decided it was time to shake shit up. Now with my desk in a new room, I'm figuring out my routines again. What stays, what needs to go, and what I want wherever I'm going after this. I can see out the window while I'm sitting at my desk now, for I think the first time in this apartment, and it is wonderful.

Elizabeth Feldman

because today he messaged me and we spoke just fine. Maybe my soul is crying out to love him regardless of it all. I’m embracing it because why waste what good that’s been made and just stop being…. Expectant . And just live.

Marta B

Oh I wish I could just call someone to tell me it's a controlled fire!

Erika Ward

Mmm, feeling this, and adding "controlled burn" to my arsenal of Ways to Fire... I've been playing around for a while with the space between hearth fires and "burn it down" and candles and camp fires. And the other day, someone's reflection about "burn it all down" and the collateral damage it doesn't voice. And... yes. I think "controlled burn" fills a space that was left, is a necessary mode, is careful, compassionate destruction that we also need. Thank you.

Kym

Hi from Brisbane, over the water .. what a wonderfully poetic moment — controlled burns also prevent the massive bushfires from raging — bit by bit we burn .. we burn out .. we burn up with a fever .. we get burned and reflect, destroy and create .. kill off and then nurture . Beautiful metaphors

Synth Apprentice

This reminds me of something I've thought of before: I practice Tarot readings for myself, and this is a great example of what the Death card means. Hollywood likes to treat that card literally, saying that it means a person is actually going to die, but it's really about change. The death of the old, to allow for the birth of the new. Because of this, I feel that it would be appropriate for the artwork to include fresh, green undergrowth growing from the remains of a forest fire. Like you said, so that the land can breathe.

Ryn Bartel

My thumb hurts from all the scrolling. I’m sitting here trying to find the will to do my own evening meditation practice. Crying over nothing in particular. It’s that kind of day. Thank you for the beautiful metaphor.

Suzanne

I like the idea of a Controlled Burn. The way my life has been spiraling lately, I could use one. Something to clear the debris away and free up some space in my mind. Be well. Stay safe.

Sally

Damn good metaphor there AFP.

DitziVerse

Thank you for this, Amanda. Life has been a monumental turd for me this year - on every front. Clusterfuck is probably the best way to describe it! But after reading your post and the comments here I’m thinking ‘let it burn’. I can’t control what’s happened but I can start afresh from now, cleansed by the fire. 💜

Julie Fuentes

I love it! GOTTA SAVE THE ISLAND! That is so something that would run through my head as I also called for help. Glad it was controlled and all is safe

Christina Strange-Wood

Struggling with a bad cold in the UK. I know it's not covid, but avoiding my friends anyway. Much love to you and Ash. Xx

Yael Mehl

Thank you, Amanda. Needed this.

Katja Schmid-Doyle

I needed this. It took all of my self control not to read the notification when it popped up onto my phone when I was setting up my audio book to read me to sleep. But I saved it, because that information, or even more, would be there in the morning, and I knew I wouldn’t sleep well at all if I read it. Earlier, in the plague, I would have regardless.

Pedro B. Gorman

Dear Amanda, Oh, the controlled burn metaphor rings SO TRUE. Your post has just had the effect of a creative non-fiction prompt, so here goes… . 2021 has just wrapped up as the year where I finally gathered the gumption to say no to my last layer of addiction—alcohol—and, finally, a great big YES to my creativity as a writer. For years, I suffered from imposter syndrome—until I read your “Art of Asking” at the time my father “started” dying, back in 2017. That, as well as your show in Braga, and your “Intermission” Artbook which I bouth from Alex at the Braga, which I attended 11 days after my father’s wake, released me from a world of self repression. Being a relatively recent patron—since the Braga show—and an avid Dolls and AFP fan since 2004. You taught me it was not only okay to be afraid, but that it was also okay to be vulnerable without shame…to truly ask for help when and where I needed it. The times when, during which I had the utmost privilege of sharing poems about you and others—not about you—but with with you, and which prompted a live piano response from you, which you titled, during a webcast “Soliloquy for Pedro” filled my soul. With everything you do for us, being, as you so elegantly said in your TED talk, a “connector;” in the ways you have so lovingly built us up as a community of souls who feel utterly NORMAL and justified and seen in our suffering, you are nothing short of a muse—nay: na inspiration—to us all. To watch you wrap up you world tour in a strange land, and be vulnerable, and, after years of carrying us, allowed US to finally carry YOU through you tough time…well…it’s really come full circle. I am one of those “fortunate” (should I even use that word?) who does not indulge in Doom-Scrolling, I check in to the world clusterfucks with caution and discernment. I can safely say I will be your patron for as long as I live. I cannot dream of letting you go. You have done too much good for me, you have given me solace, you have created true legacy in my heart, and there is nothing I would love more than to, one day, have more than a fleeting conversation. My streaming service—Deezer—kindly informed me before your post dropped that the first song I listened to on January 1st 2021 was the Dolls “Bad Habit,” as solace for my alcholism, and “making want to give myself/makind a beating!” I am constantly turning new friends on to your “oeuvre,” and the vast majority become fans—some of them, new patrons, too. You are the fairy Godmother for every heart-tooth I have dropped since 2019. Know that you are not only Ash’s Mama—you are OUR Mama Bear. And we are your Bear-Progeny. May the divine offerings of your nutritious, Creatrix, Mama-Music-Breasts continue to nurse us—and you, in the spirit of true reciprocity—bcak to health. We are truly one. You are real. We are real. Our connection is flesh, blood, tears, sinew, raw nerves. Love, as always, frothy, lapping, briney waves of it, my darling. Yours, ever, unflinchingly, and for life, Pedro B. Gorman (If you’re ever bored, Ash free, and wanna read my musings and essays on Medium (many of which mention you), just click through to this https://pedrogorman.medium.com. If it wasn’t for becoming your Patron in 2019, which came with a one month free subscription to Medium, I would have never found the writing community which encouraged to me start sharing my work. You are the manna to my unfettered, creative maenad.

Quinn Rose

The desperation comes for me when the Controlled Burn, the stripping away, threatens things I'm not ready to let go of. That's when I find myself outside in the cold with a bucket in my hands and smoke in my face trying to save a dead branch because I can't let go of what it was SUPPOSED to be. Surrendering to the burn is so painful, because what if the wrong things burn? How do you trust an omnipresent idea that what will burn is what's supposed to burn? It doesn't do any good to try putting out the flames, you just get hurt, but the instinct to fight anyway is so strong. It's easier to burn with it than let it all go. I guess there is no omnipresent force that makes sure only the right things burn, there probably is no SUPPOSED to. I'm not sure I've kept this extended metaphor sensical, but I'm having a hard time letting go of control right now. Not even out of fear of what comes after, really, more the work that comes with it. Maybe it's a cop out, but growth is hard. Maybe I'm still at the point of freaking out because, FIRE!!! Maybe it's time to just breathe, remind my inner six year old there is such a thing as good fire, and let it go. I haven't been able to put my finger on this before, so thank you for the very excellent metaphor, as always. Q

Edith Bluhm

I love that metaphor! When I got my divorce, I told my attorney something similar — that I wanted controlled demolition, like taking down a building without raining debris on everything around. A controlled sacrificial bonfire is just what I need to end the year.

Colin Carrig

It's really hard to shut off from what's going on in the world and and can really make daily life a mental and emotional struggle. Thank you Amanda for those words, I needed this ❤️

EmVT

Like everyone has been saying above, 'controlled burn' is resonating hard with me. Feels like actively bearing witness to rage without it coming out sideways, practically the definition of discernment and restraint. Oof. 🙏 Holy shit, your meditation powers are next-level :) Thank you so much for the check-in this morning, loved seeing/hearing you and the antipodean birbs!!! 🦜

Tracey Stokes

You did good. Calling who you needed to call. You did good. Now you are ready for Summer. You were able to help Ash calmly as you had time to breathe before he needed an explanation. Scary though huh. You did well & good.Slow burn fast panic-ish everything in waves,slow calm explanation to Child. The balance thing. Love to you & yours dearest one.I missed the live as it is 3am here when it is 5am there. Hope to catch you next time. Love remains. P.S. A cool thing neibours could have done was to go around and let the people in the area know they were going to do this. No use me getting pissed about that yet just sayin'. A courtesy all the same hey? Be well, hope you have sun screen🙃💜🦋

Pedro B. Gorman

Dear Elizabeth, I do not know the circumstances of your pain, nor of the history with Amanda. If you would like to talk about it privately, you can contact me on Pedro B. Gorman (IG and FB, my name is the same on both, and both profiles of mine are public…send me a friend request.) You don’t have to be alone in you pain and feelings, and I am here to listen, my dear. In your message, just say it’s Elizabeth Acosta from the “controlled burn post” and I will immediately know you you are. Let me virtually hug, hold, and listen you, my dear sister :))))) I love you, and you re not alone… xoxoxoxox, LOVE unbound & limitless

Jane Waterman

Yes, we have to turn down that internal fire alarm. I just "meditated" for 40 minutes and the whole time my body wanted to jump up and run around and "do stuff". I also wandered down memory lanes several times before reminding myself "breathe". I started with a pain in my chest and ended a little calmer. We just have to keep each other on the level as much as possible because the vocal minority are getting even more strident, and who needs that stress. Sending so much love to you and Ash, and everyone everywhere. <3

Carmen J

Just off the phone with my therapist. I needed to read this. Controlled burn. My life is a controlled burn currently. Breathe. Love. Gratitude. <3

Tensegrity

Thank you for this. Like many others have said I needed it and it rings true. I'm still in an ongoing state of trauma about COVID. My state is currently one of the worst in the country and the hip surgery I likely need for probably torn labrum will almost certainly be postponed for months because our healthcare systems are so overwhelmed. And it's all that and more. The hip pain is awful and I'm on painkillers borrowed from friends medicine cabinets. But I also thought today about how I used to do partner acrobatics. A thing I never got to return to after COVID initially hit and That's maybe even a forever loss now all things considered. Learning to live IN trauma after years of convincing my brain I was out of trauma is... Something else. You don't know me but Amanda you mean so much to me. Thank you. I love you.

Mike C.

Hi Amanda - controlled burn - my wife Kelly passed in 2020 - her brother a month later. We had to deal with her brothers place first - controlled burn - saving things important but lightening the load of "things" - have finally been able to open the door on the first closet here in my own home - to start a very controlled burn - to clear the underbrush and dead wood of me and Kel's life. It is a huge task but needs to happen as I have a terminal cancer and want my daughter to only have those things - those favourite trees - to find wayr wa through when I'm gone. I want her controlled burn of my past to be a happy little campfire surrounded by the strength peace and shelter of a healthy forest of trees she chose to remain. I hope they will continue to rain seeds of happy memories and futures on her and my granddaughter. Thanks for your inspiring ideas and calming perspectives! Got to go roast a marshmallow - much love Mike

Jen

What a perfect image for now. Thank you. I needed that.

JessTCreate

The fire this morning was truly jarring and now, thanks to your Beauty Magic, that moment has twisted into a beautiful frame of focus. Thank you, as always, for giving and sharing your genuine truth. May your focus be gentle. May your mind be calm. May your feet know when to run... And when it's just a good burn.

Melinda M Kearney

Controlled burn allowing for new growth... Love this so much, dear AFP. It resonates deeply.

Kelly Rainey

I honestly really needed this. I am not one to panic and usually not one to worry (except for a very small niche sliver of things)... and I've been holding up probably better than most through the pandemic stress and strain... making every effort to stay safe, protect my family, and do my part to stop the spread. So I don't know why, exactly, but the news of this new variant has tipped the scales and I'm an emotional mess. I realize that the accumulation of bad things happening in my life is neither special nor worse than others...truth is my circumstances leave me a lot to be thankful for... but that doesn't negate the fact that there is, in fact, quite an accumulation of shitty things lately and I'm nearing my breaking point apparently. I really don't like any kind of thinking that feels like wishing away a chunk of my life...especially now that I know how limited my remaining time with my Dad is (his dementia is really moving swiftly now)...but I can't help feeling like I just need to make it through somehow til the middle of January. I have so many really important things...things that don't get do-overs...between now and then. I am trying SO hard to just stay present and take things as they come...I know I am resourceful and capable...but I'm just so tired of coping and making the best of things and dammit I so wanted to believe that things were soon going to start letting up and give my family a fucking break. Fucking hell I want to coast for a while. I want to sleep soundly and breathe deeply. I'd really like to deal with the hard things without COVID as a complicating factor. Is that really so much to ask?? Ok...rant over. Thank you for this post... I never need talking down so this is new territory for me... I'm coming in off the (proverbial) ledge for tonight.

DarkStardust

A controlled burn sounds about perfect. Right here, right now, heavy rain is melting the first snow and ice of the season and I've no idea what analogies that may spark, but I'm hoping everyone gets the comfort, courage or insight that they need right now x

Catherine Hannah

Love you! Got my booster today, canceled plans at the last minute to travel (which feels like a letdown and a cowardice, and a blessing and a reprieve), and was grateful for Beauty and Love and chocolate pudding that isn't trying to kill me

Coila

Instead of a baby this week, I got another miscarriage. It's one of those late period ones where I never would have known if not for the strange symptoms really early on. Controlled burn... Seems apt. I'm told I need to be patient about this part of my life and some days it's going better than others... But I have Plans and Goals that I have some control over so... Onward I plow! Best of luck to the world as omicron keeps moving...🤞🏼🤞🏼

Guy Alias

As always, everything has to be taken in context of, & executed with, nuance. Complicated problems require complicated solutions. Complicated lives even more so. Peace 🔥🌱

DitziVerse

I’m so sorry to read this, Coila. I’ve been there too. Sending hugs 💜

amandapalmer

good question! lately, i've been doing a standing metta meditation every morning on a shakti mat. that probably sounds like greek, but you an easily google both things. i'd love to share more when i have time....and i will. i hope. love to you marguerita. xxx

amandapalmer

ahhhh, thank you for this beautiful comment, pedro. i send you a hug. we are one. we are real. it's true. manna in turns, we do. xxx

amandapalmer

the practice itself, the noticing, is the practice. you're doing it. i'm proud of you, jane. xx love back.

amandapalmer

oh mike. i'm so sorry to hear it. all of it. but the controlled burn continues...roast that marshmallow. that's the only solution. roasting a mallow on a controlled burn...the metaphor of the century. xxx

amandapalmer

oh coila. i am so sorry. onwards you do go.....and we never know why what happens when, but go gentle on your self - it sounds like you are - and fall into the bed you need. xxx

Teresa Toro

Been there with dementia caregiving. I see you. I am sending you a lot of love.

Hannah Lickey

I recently told someone I had burnt down my old life. A sad, lonely, sick life in a toxic relationship, eating myself to death. There's so much that can be good about burn...burn of muscles as you get stronger, burn of the tears in your eyes as you learn lessons. A controlled burn. Thank you for reminding me that the cleansing fire needs to be controlled. Otherwise it will ravage me. Thank you, once again, Amanda for telling me exactly what I needed to hear.

Pedro B. Gorman

Dear, Dear Mike, My dear, brave, beautiful soul! My heart is with you utterly, and I cannot but have only the slightest inkling of what you are going through! Please, please, Mike, while I am sure you have your tight-knit circle of friends geographically close to you (at least I truly hope so), it is a testament to not only this community that sometimes, confiding in “strangers” (which, as a community here, we are not, really) can be liberating because things we may not have the courage to say to those closest are often easier said to those with no direct emotional ties. What I mean to say is—support and love is never too much, and if you feel so inclined, please feel free to add me on Insta or Twitter or FB (pedro b. gorman on all three, public profiles) and remind me that you are Mike from AFPs “controlled fire” post, and I will know at once wh you are. Even if its just to vent without fear. I am here for you and would love to know what inevitable torrent of emotions you are subject to. With zero pity, and megatons of admiration and love, you are a rare soul that you can face such sheer adversity with the grace you have been doing. Yours, my brother, sending strength and love unbound… I see you. I hear you. I live you. Let me know if I can help. An idea: I am a poet, and if you would like me to write a poem Pedro B. Gorman

Kati Loux

"It started when I thought that to be strong you must be flame retardant" Love you.

Banshee

I’m to afraid to have a controlled burn. My fiancé will be having brain surgery soon for his epilepsy, we’ve been together 8 years. His seizures are in his memory and speech, it feels like his brain is doing a burn of our life together some days. I’ve been re-reading your book and leaning on others more, sharing my fears, my hopes, letting people help me in my time of need. Much love to you and Ash, you’re doing a great job even in the days it doesn’t feel like it. One day may all our tears become laughter. 🖤🖤🖤

Amanda Catton-Johnson

How I am, which seems narcissistic, when I'm only trying to somehow relate - My life has been feeling like an "Everyrhing Must Go" sale in the warehouse of my life that someone else is holding, while I scramble around trying to hold onto things like Steve Martin in The Jerk until I'm just so fucking exhausted I can't put up a fight against the fuckwad who wants to empty my life of everything and everyone that ever mattered and my purpose and all of it. I had an opening night tonight. And I fucked up. A few times. Nothing that anyone would notice, but I did. And I feel like a failure at something that wasn't even my dream. That was actually my Mothers dream. Where no one I know is coming to see me, and no one cares and at the reception at the end of the night, I steal away into the kitchen to hang my head in shame and drink my single glass of wine I feel I deserve as I relentlessly beat the living hell out of myself for missing a line here or there. In a play that is so close to how I feel about my life at the moment, it is barely amusing. The lead character in the play its adapted from shoots himself at the end. So maybe there's hope for a climax after all. Hah. Stop the fucking play. Thank you for being here Amanda. And thank you for you. Much love to you and Ash. ❤

Thomas Herlofsen

"Only I can save this Island." Yeah. I get that too. Love you.

Marissa Genta Pineda

Reading this, after a busy day and a crazy last week, I was finally able to drop my shoulders and exhale. Thank you. I love reading about what you are learning about yourself and your life, thank you for being so vulnerable and open. I'm sure what you share here is just the tip of the Amanda iceberg. I hope you are able to drop your shoulders and breathe deep (but maybe away from any smoke from the fires...)

Jenna

The mantra I did not know I needed in my life "It is a controlled burn. The island is safe."

Rebecca Ryan

Love this. In Victoria (Melbs) we have an emergency app that alerts every single fire ..controlled or not..it keeps my anxiety levels down..! I used to live beachside no trees.. but as I live now outer Melbourne in ‘a home amongst the gumtrees with lots of plum trees’ 🎵 I get alert then can relax..or not..phew until the next one. I wonder if you have something similar there in Waiheke ? Just a thought… I’d still so call 111 911 000..have a few times 💜

Eva C.

Amanda, I was thinking about you the other day. Amid all the craziness (pregnancy while numbers in Germany are going to the roof) Angela Merkel announced that she wants „Du hast den Farbfilm vergessen“ by Nina Hagen played at her official resignation ceremony. There is so much to say about this- but I just thought: it’s the perfect song for Amanda to cover. And now I am thinking: Angela Merkel knows as well: it’s a controlled burn.

Raeesah Noor Mahomed

It's been such an insane year. I moved alone to a new city during a pandemic. I crowdfunded and went to the UK for COP26?? I'm friends with Greta Thunberg?? I just got a stick n poke tattoo that says "I am art". I am everything I wanted to be when I was still in high school last year. But I still feel so lost and strange and uncertain and alone. Living is strange. I had a really bad blip in my relationship this past weekend. I thought we were over. I think it's going to get better. It didn't feel like a controlled burn. It felt like everything was burning wildly and without any real pattern. But I suppose the land doesn't know that it's a controlled burn while it's on fire. It just knows it's in flames. I guess it just has to trust that it has to endure the fire now for things to be better in the end.

Jane Proudman

This is excellent, just what I've been doing for the past few years. I live in a house stuffed with memories. They are holding me back, I can't move for clinging to the past. It's such a slow process so thank you for reminding me that it's ok! It seems like a very long time since I was in Edinburgh and saw you in Princes street gardens in the rain with my grown children. We all sat on the stage and it was calm in the middle of a stressful day 😊

Ria

I love you too. Peace & happiness & compassion for all ❤️

Jody Linklater

So glad you’re all ok! And man what an apt description of life! Im there! I’m at the controlled burn because that’s my life too! Sending love!

ushie c

Amazing and amusing as always. A couple of years back someone deliberately set fire to tne moorland some 30+ miles from where I live and that was not a good fire. We could smell smoke here and the moor is still in recovery. Think people if you don't get your vaccines this is a bad fire damaging what everyone else is working for.

Willinwoods

Holy crap, that must've been quite a scare! Some advance notice would've been gravy, I take it... even though it was for a good cause, emergency services having to go "lol jk" isn't really a nice thing. Love!

Melanie King

The idea of a controlled burn in life is a fantastic and very apt metaphor right now. I’m about to finish work for the year and instead of feeling the usual relief, I’m still apprehensive for what is to come. I’m a high school teacher and it’s been an arduous couple of years shouldering the worries, fears and anxieties of young adults when uncertainty is the order of the day.

Cate Whitehead

Ah, it's always a shock to see fire and smoke in the vicinity of where you live! Our little village is near the Grampians National Park in Victoria, and at this time of year (burnoffs and controlled burns have finished) we are on the alert. We actually have a plastic crate of precious stuff and things that we can grab if we need to evacuate. Fortunately for us, we live next to the local Forestries (they have a really long title) yard in which they have a tanker or two and a massive grader. Very comforting. The metaphor is not lost on me Amanda. Besides, in our south-west neck of the woods, snakes are on the go now it's getting warmer. And yes, tiger snakes have been seen locally! Isn't that cheery? Sorry. it's a fact of life, though and we love where we live, even despite amorous possums running rampant over our roof at night and living in the roof space. xx

Moritz Bodner

Thank you for this. Something like it, I recognise now, has been tumbling through my mind lately from thinking about the deteriorating situation here (Germany) and about my own unconcern about it now, after for the first year-and-a-half I had been very cautious and reluctant to go places and do things, even when that was possible. It is not, at least I don't think so, that I am fatigued -- I believe if I saw the same sense in it, I would stay home and see barely anybody like I did last year --, but I am vaccinated, and so it seems to me I have done all I can for myself. It seems to me a false expectation (giving rise to misdirected anger here and elsewhere) that somehow if only everybody got vaccinated the pandemic could somehow be nullified. Even then a highly transmissable and not entirely harmless new virus would be burning through the population, and, vaccines being a spectacular success but still imperfect, there will, over the next few years be a lot of dying caused by it: among the old & the young, the vaccinated & (especially!) the un-, among people I know; and the best that can be done is maybe to stagger the dying, minimise it -- a controled burn --, even if that nourishes the false expectation that it can be entirely averted and the land can go back to how it was before that particular shrub took root there. Now to face the day...

Carol Hodge

The irony being, we have to release our own control, to allow the controlled burn to take place! Today is my 3 year soberversary, so it was very fitting and somewhat synchronistic that this was the first thing I read this morning. Thank you so much for sharing Amanda.

Lucie Folch

Thank you for your words. Today, I ear the story of my midwife. Her husband just died of Covid and bad care here in France. I am very touch because, it's not over, and we have to continue to live with all this crap, and consequences on our lives, our mental health, and our artistical projects. I organise a concert soon, and I doubt if I have to continue organisation or cancel. Like I say in French : "J'ai le choix entre essayer de vivre et essayer de vivre". Physicaly and mentaly. I don't know what to choose ? Thank again for your messages. LOVE. lucie

Kathryn Drew

My gosh Amanda that is such a great metaphor and I fully resonate. I wish I could send you a photo of something I saw recently and made a similar analogy. It was a felled gum tree, with a whole lot of tiny shoots emerging from the stump. I looked at the laying giant tree trunk and the new energent shoots thinking "this is tye tree trunk of my psyche, my identity and way of being in the world, felled, and these shoots are the tender stems of new growth that I need to nurture with so much care and kindness." Abd also holy fuck, this tree - and me - are resilient and tenacious. Xx

Fanny Froeliger

Thank you for this uncontrolled/controlled burning metaphor for life changes. It helps me understand what is so shocking to me in the way my sister has been acting for a year and a half. It's uncontrolled and it's burning me too and I have to put up some firewalls while maintaining the relationship.

Debz michaela

Skiving work to write this so I’ll be brief, but I admire and adore the way you use and explore metaphor, and this one reminds me of the song “burn” by The Cure, which has always resonated deeply within me. Huge love to you and the wee man 💜

Daria W.

Yes! That's what it feels like. Thank you. But at the moment here in Germany it feels like our controlled fire here in Germany is out of control. Things are burning that should not. And I'm sitting here, trying to protect my children, my family, my friends and myself. Waiting for the fire to pass by.

Jessica Fassett

I really needed to hear exactly this today. I think a lot of us needed to hear it. Thank you, Amanda.

Lindsey Lubow

Currently on tenterhooks waiting to hear back from my best friend. I've got my medical proxy hat back at the ready again. The same toe that she had to have partially removed is continuing to have trouble. We're pretty sure it's infected, which was the problem last time and was the reason for the partial amputation. I can't be there to hold her. I'm overbooked and overwhelmed and I don't want to show her all of it (nor do I want to show ME all of it) because that's not on her. I'm the one who has too much going on. She has an appointment with primary care provider today, so we're expecting more antibiotics and hoping that's enough... we'll have a better sense once she sees the podiatrist Thursday. (It's currently Tuesday where we are.) Nothing feels controlled or safely contained about that situation in this moment. ...and my father will just have to wonder why my apartment's constantly a mess. He wouldn't understand. Even if he did, the understanding would be a different one than I'm looking for. He keeps bugging me about finding a place to sell some silver (which HE'S got, so why isn't it HIS job!?) and just... I am the child of a Karen dad and I would like to talk to his manager very much so I can get myself out of his relationship shop sometimes. But to do a controlled burn on my relationships requires a greater sense of the implications and best practices than what I've got. If I get it wrong, it could be worse than leaving well enough alone and I haven't got it in me to deal with ALL THE THINGS ALL AT ONCE and my dad being not who I want him to be is pretty clearly less urgent than doing right by my medical proxy title so under the rug with you, extra emotions! My talk therapist is worth every penny she charges and I'm glad to have insurance that lets me pay a fixed partial rate... I do have tremendous curiosity about how other countries handle such services, but with no passport and no particular desire to move even within the country I've already got, I'll be in Pennsylvania unless and until my spouse gets a different job. Sometimes I feel like all I can do is hose down my emotional house and hope the residual damp is enough to have the fire go around it instead of burning EVERYTHING up. This doesn't even factor in Omicron. Bestie and her problem child toe are on permanent chemo for an autoimmune condition. We're both fully vaccinated and have had our respective booster doses. Better not to need them, though. Love the explanation you gave Ash about how there's different fires and sometimes they're a good thing. You're doing fantastic conversations as his Mom. I wish I could trust my parents to give me the responses I need from them. When they're on, they're spot on, but when they're NOT on point... better I hadn't said anything, in that case. I've gone and upset myself. Time for some tea to remind myself that there's still room for good moments even with all this stress. They're not competing for the same slots. I can feel more than one feeling at a time and they don't have to be cohesive, either.

Sabrina

Lovely - true - hard - real time lessons. Always a gift.

Chelsea

That’s just about the most perfect metaphor for life right now. I have a good friend who is trying to work out how to leave an abusive relationship with her mother. I think she could really connect with the idea of a controlled burn, too.

Kim Morton

I love you Amanda. Your words and your art have helped me heal for so many years. I just filed paperwork to divorce my now ex husband and I’m not working at the moment because my job is on a break and I just feel so weird and numb. But the removal of this person from my life has shown me how much of myself I have repressed and hidden away for a long time. I’m grateful to get to know myself again. Thank you for this metaphor of the controlled burn- it’s resonating loudly with me today. All the love to you.

Dzesika Golden-Alexander

"I suppose the land doesn't know that it's a controlled burn while it's on fire. It just knows its in flames. I guess it just has to trust that it has to endure the fire for things to be better in the end." of all the beautiful things I've read here, this.... Thank you. May I borrow it?

Tony Ivanova

Yesterday I lost my mother. She was only 64 and it was completely unexpected. A day prior we listened together to the Nick Caves Skeleton Tree album. And I look at this fire. And I wish it was controlled. I know I can't control it. But you help. No one's never lost forever when they die they go away but they will visit you occasionally do not be afraid. The world is so absurd. And the meaning can only be forged with time. We had very difficult relationship. But year and a half ago I had a terrible mental breakdown and then depression for a year. And she was the one who took care of me. We lived together. We spend time together. And I'm really happy that it happened. Although it was the hardest thing in my life - it gave me time with her. Thank you for giving me emotional support with your art during the hardest times. I love you.

Jana Forte

Thank you, I really needed this. Please burn all you need (controlled!), but keep on writing and making art. Much love!

Carl Setzer

Your post, and the comments here, made me think of trees like the lodgepole pine and eucalyptus that need fire in order to release their seeds. So, there are not only controlled burns removing the detritus from our lives, there are also parts of life that simply need fire to grow. So much metaphysical stuff. I'm going to go brew some tea.

Kathryn Weber-Boer

Yes. We're in the NL and we had a covid scare last week and basically I think we're just keeping our daughter home from school for as long as they'll let us...

Kathryn Weber-Boer

I love how this resonates so clearly with so many people (myself included). It gives me the tiniest glimmer of hope that the world might come out better. If our collective experience is representative? This so-called Great Resignation suggests that it might be. Maybe the right things are burning?

amandapalmer

so weird. when i was in melbs in dec/jan 2019/2020 i was checking the fire app 5-6 times a day. now i check covid stats. it feels like a dream now. a good dream? a bad dream? a different drea....love to you rebecca xx

amandapalmer

we sometimes don't get to control the speed of the flame. your new bestie greta would agree :) sometimes we just gotta deal with the burn as it comes and do our best. YOU ARE ART. i love you rae xxx

amandapalmer

what an apt metaphor....the unvaccinated are sort of like an uncontrolled forest fire on public land.

amandapalmer

congrats!!!! that's HUGE. i've been more sober in the last 6 months than ever in my life and it feels liberating to a great degree. i'm proud of you, carol. xxxx

amandapalmer

ahhh lucie. i'm sorry. c'est domage and we are all struggling through this shithouse. my friend in france just lost her mom to covid. this world.....sending love. xxx

amandapalmer

thank you kim. i feel your filing and i am sending you love. breathing with you...in the controlled burn of the moment. we got each other here. xx

amandapalmer

oh tony. i am so so sorry to hear it. they will visit you. occasionally. do not be afraid. i had a dream last night - a long one - about a friend i lost ten years ago. i like to think he's still kicking around, keeping me company. visiting me. occasionally. i hug you with all my might. give yourself space to grieve. it was complicated. maybe now it can be simpler. xxx

Lindsey Lubow

Update: yes infected, yes antibiotics, she's also en route to get xrays to see how much of what precisely is infected. In the interim, I get to precariously perch the "library friends officer" hat on my head for tonight's meeting and sort out who's do how much of what to get the annual appeal out. I think I'll ask for help. I could use a donut... I could use a donut SHOP. X'D yup. I don't do a LOT of adulting, but the adulting I do is generally high octane.

Lindsey Lubow

It's been a very "this calls for tea" kind of day here as well. Thanks for reminding me that I want to make more tea.

Parker

Oh my giddy aunt I really REALLY do hope so…it’s the thought that got me thru the past 18 months and I’ve been feeling so utterly pessimistic about humanity ever learning from…anything :( I’m feeling like I’m at a crossroads of sorts and needing to let go…to ”accept the apologies I’m never going to get and move on” so…all of this, and the controlled burn resonate. Truly, truly resonate…and it helps. Thank you

Parker

Love, light, empathy and yes, be gentle with yourself 💓

Parker

May all that’s complicated now be simpler. Yes. Sending love, light and empathy your way Tony. May your grieving process be a smooth one, where you have all that you need 💓

Jessica Fassett

I am trying to order stuff off of the site but it's asking for a patron passcode. Where do I find this?

Jozias

So many in controlled burn. The things hurting most need a long time burning. They hurt after many years. It helps to go on with life. Together with friends burning some marshmallows over them, is a great help. Don't wait too long, it takes courage. Thanks for this beautiful metaphor, Amanda.

PATRICIA COLE

Thank you so much for this image / metaphor / idea. It helps so much.

Philip Hobbs

Please stay safe and take all precautions for can. I am double vaxed and wore a mask as much as I can but got infected. Since friday I've had at least ten different illnesses and still not out of the woods. It's not flu. It's not just a bug you can shrug. It's a beast of a thing Keep safe all

Heidi Roth

Yes. The thoughts and images I needed. Such a delay to light the match. It's time to burn things up to the fire break for more life and safety. (Funny how that works, right?)

Jo VanEvery

This is partly making me think of friends of mine (when living in Eastern Ontario) attempting a controlled burn (illegally) of their paddock on Easter weekend. It got out of hand and the fire brigade came. And told them off. All was well and there are some hilarious photos of them in their underwear (I can't remember the sequence of events that made that necessary but possibly soot and water). So I'm glad you called the fire department even if ... I love your posts.