Friday I stood in line at motor vehicle to change my name. I also spent an hour at the social security office, I went to the gym, to the bank, to the admin building of Vid’s school all for the same reason before I came home and started calling credit card companies, insurance, etc.

I was intently focused on this and it occurred to me I was getting the Saturn in Virgo details stuff done so when Saturn went into Libra I’d be all squared away. I thought it was very “teacher’s pet” of me but hey. I am what I am.

Later that night I was talking to the soldier about how I thought a new name would change things for me… I went as far as to call Annalisa on this because she does numerology, something I know nothing about it. She gave my new name a thumbs up as did, Ben, when I spoke to him last week. Ben totally judges a person on their name and the city they are from and if you come up, “stinky sewer” in his rating system, well then this is just the way it is. Personally, I come up “desert creature” and it is hard to argue that.

Anyway, I was talking to the soldier about my new name and I have been writing one of his oldest friends over these last days. I know the guy too…. from back when I was 17 and 18 but as is always the case, I know a different soldier than everyone else does and I think part of the reason is his name.

I call the soldier by his given name and I am the only one (besides his mother when she was mad) who ever does or ever has. Everyone else calls him by the nickname he has had since birth, or they call him Rhino. In whatever case, I call him his real name which is elaborate as does my son. We don’t do it to be different, we do it because this is the name he gave us to call him and I am telling you it makes a difference and the difference is huge.

It is clear to me now that we literally know a different man in that the soldier resonates with the name we call him. He must like it. He has always had me call him by his given name but I guess what I am saying is the name you go by is tremendously important.

I am going to stay Elsa P on this blog the same way I know to title posts “pictures from Rhino” when I sent them to his friends even though the attachments are titled by his real name. You just don’t mess with people’s reality or expect them to know a different person than they’ve known for 30 or in some cases 40 years anymore then they can expect me to call him something that is foriegn to me.

People are complicated, aren’t they?