Comments on: Fear Of Flying http://www.sezin.org/2010/02/27/fear-of-flying/ Let The Spirit Lead Wed, 08 Feb 2012 18:36:39 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Catherine Yiğit http://www.sezin.org/2010/02/27/fear-of-flying/comment-page-1/#comment-119 Catherine Yiğit Wed, 03 Mar 2010 11:17:33 +0000 http://www.sezin.org/?p=1579#comment-119 Sezin, I find it funny to grow older and develop aspects of myself that I never thought interesting before. Sometimes our roots are down before our mind has had a chance to adjust. So nice to talk to you at the weekend! Sezin, I find it funny to grow older and develop aspects of myself that I never thought interesting before. Sometimes our roots are down before our mind has had a chance to adjust.
So nice to talk to you at the weekend!

]]> By: Sezin http://www.sezin.org/2010/02/27/fear-of-flying/comment-page-1/#comment-116 Sezin Mon, 01 Mar 2010 17:41:03 +0000 http://www.sezin.org/?p=1579#comment-116 Dear Judith, Thank you for this lovely comment! What you say about dressing up a hotel room with a sari and setting up altars is something I know very well, and I also found a way to make each transitory place a home even if it was just my bedroom or just for a short amount of time. One of my old roomates called me a "turtle", that I carried my house on my back, and sometimes quite literally. While it is nice to be able to pick up at a moment's notice, I must say I love the thought of staying put, seeing what life in a place is like past a 5-year mark, feeling how I change and calm down inside. It was also great talking with you during Dialogue 2010 and I'll be keeping tabs on you through your site and our new best friend, Twitter. Big hugs to you too, Sezin Dear Judith,

Thank you for this lovely comment! What you say about dressing up a hotel room with a sari and setting up altars is something I know very well, and I also found a way to make each transitory place a home even if it was just my bedroom or just for a short amount of time. One of my old roomates called me a “turtle”, that I carried my house on my back, and sometimes quite literally. While it is nice to be able to pick up at a moment’s notice, I must say I love the thought of staying put, seeing what life in a place is like past a 5-year mark, feeling how I change and calm down inside.

It was also great talking with you during Dialogue 2010 and I’ll be keeping tabs on you through your site and our new best friend, Twitter.

Big hugs to you too,
Sezin

]]> By: Sezin http://www.sezin.org/2010/02/27/fear-of-flying/comment-page-1/#comment-115 Sezin Mon, 01 Mar 2010 17:37:29 +0000 http://www.sezin.org/?p=1579#comment-115 Hi Catherine! Thanks so much for commenting and it makes me feel really good to know I'm not the only one going through this. It's a strange feeling for me, but one that I am slowly coming to fall madly in love with. :-) It was wonderful speaking with you on Sunday and looking forward to our next encounter. Big hugs your way xoxo Hi Catherine! Thanks so much for commenting and it makes me feel really good to know I’m not the only one going through this. It’s a strange feeling for me, but one that I am slowly coming to fall madly in love with. :-) It was wonderful speaking with you on Sunday and looking forward to our next encounter. Big hugs your way xoxo

]]> By: Catherine Bayar http://www.sezin.org/2010/02/27/fear-of-flying/comment-page-1/#comment-113 Catherine Bayar Sun, 28 Feb 2010 05:00:57 +0000 http://www.sezin.org/?p=1579#comment-113 A beautiful post, Sezin.It's taken me a couple of decades longer than you to feel rooted, yet with wings, connected without being stuck, still with the possibility of change that does not make my stomach ache. I look forward to our conversation shortly! A beautiful post, Sezin.It’s taken me a couple of decades longer than you to feel rooted, yet with wings, connected without being stuck, still with the possibility of change that does not make my stomach ache. I look forward to our conversation shortly!

]]> By: Judith van Praag http://www.sezin.org/2010/02/27/fear-of-flying/comment-page-1/#comment-112 Judith van Praag Sun, 28 Feb 2010 04:11:03 +0000 http://www.sezin.org/?p=1579#comment-112 Dear Sezin, Congrats with this well grounded piece. Your words resonate for me, even though our background and experiences are very different. I didn't see the inside of an airplane until I was eighteen, but move around I did. When I hear of people who've lived in the same town, the same neighborhood, sometimes the same house their whole life, I can't imagine what that might be like. I've prided myself in being able to leave at short notice, to travel with ease, to live out of a suitcase; dressing a hotel room with a sari, setting up a small altar that reminds me of people I love and places I wish to remember. My sweetheart and I are both theater people and we're good at setting up and breaking down, for years we moved from one apartment to the next as though our life was a play. I called myself a wanderer until my feet gave up and my body forced me to stay put. Facing my fear to settle down is among the bigger ones I've addressed so far. The Dutch "Huisje, boompje, beestje", or "home, tree and pet" meaning to be settled, was the scariest cliche I knew. Like you I was advised to get my hands in the dirt. My Chinese M.D. suggested I'd plant a seed to see how nature worked. I got a small plot and the first months I didn't do anything but weed. It wasn't until my sweetheart accompanies me and gently ordered me to put the darn seeds in the ground, that I dared do that. Having a garden was enough of a challenge. It took another eight years before I dared buy property on American soil, first a condo, which enabled us to keep a pet, then we moved into a house with a garden where we planted many trees, and bulbs of daffodils and tulips that reminded me of back home, where I never truly felt at home enough to settle down. I hope you'll overcome the resistance to feeling mud between your toes, and that you'll experience what it's like to plant a bulb and see a flower grow. Dear Sezin,
Congrats with this well grounded piece. Your words resonate for me, even though our background and experiences are very different. I didn’t see the inside of an airplane until I was eighteen, but move around I did. When I hear of people who’ve lived in the same town, the same neighborhood, sometimes the same house their whole life, I can’t imagine what that might be like. I’ve prided myself in being able to leave at short notice, to travel with ease, to live out of a suitcase; dressing a hotel room with a sari, setting up a small altar that reminds me of people I love and places I wish to remember. My sweetheart and I are both theater people and we’re good at setting up and breaking down, for years we moved from one apartment to the next as though our life was a play. I called myself a wanderer until my feet gave up and my body forced me to stay put.
Facing my fear to settle down is among the bigger ones I’ve addressed so far. The Dutch “Huisje, boompje, beestje”, or “home, tree and pet” meaning to be settled, was the scariest cliche I knew.
Like you I was advised to get my hands in the dirt. My Chinese M.D. suggested I’d plant a seed to see how nature worked. I got a small plot and the first months I didn’t do anything but weed. It wasn’t until my sweetheart accompanies me and gently ordered me to put the darn seeds in the ground, that I dared do that. Having a garden was enough of a challenge. It took another eight years before I dared buy property on American soil, first a condo, which enabled us to keep a pet, then we moved into a house with a garden where we planted many trees, and bulbs of daffodils and tulips that reminded me of back home, where I never truly felt at home enough to settle down.
I hope you’ll overcome the resistance to feeling mud between your toes, and that you’ll experience what it’s like to plant a bulb and see a flower grow.

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