I have hated my name since I was in high-school and I found out it means “harvester.” I spent an entire month asking everyone to call me Courtney. T E R I –it has edges, it’s short (but not short for anything), it doesn’t roll off of your tongue and it’s neither feminine nor masculine.
I actually had a name report done by the Kabalarians this year and though it was interesting, it didn’t help my dissatisfaction and in the end I suspect they find issues with everyone’s name so that you’ll sign up for their assistance in choosing a “more appropriate” name. Their system is based on the numerological significance of your name and it is quite fascinating. I completely sent my son over the edge looking for an alternative to Teri; Ginger, Melody and Samantha were all rejected.
As you can see, I have already spent far more time exploring this than anyone who is not actually going to change their name should. But if I could introduce myself as someone different to strangers for just one day, I would say, “Hi, I’m Gabrielle.” And no, you may not call me Gabby for short. Gabrielle has a very spiritual significance for me and so I’d like to spend a day showing up in the full expression of that name. I wonder, however, if in the end I wouldn’t just rather Teri.