It's good to be brought alongside you. Oh, it sounds so impossible, this writing from such a deep imperative to listen, and listen deeper still. Ecstatic. Torturous. A kind of madness. Ugh! Yay! I love the possibility that you *might* bring, here, some of the word-threads that are being woven through your memoir process. Stray threads? A deliciously odd or outcast nut or two? I'm here, too.
I did notice recently that I was missing you in this space – but I would never expect an apology from somebody living their life with all its ebbs and beautiful (and at times barren) flows… But welcome back 😊
I am here, attentive and present for whatever you send our way. I am familiar with the writer's path especially when we are sooooo close to a completion. Especially when what we are writing is as personal as our fingerprints, the scent of our sweat and getting the pillow just right for sleep. I am here.
Appreciate the insights and insider view into your deeply felt and so eloquently described writing experience. Not seeing you here feels like reverence and respect for what you are doing over there. Both feeding each other in unseen ways. Your devotion to craft is felt wherever you are, in any of the work you’re up to. And thanks for coming back here. Your words always feel like a thirst-quenching spring.
I appreciate your personal insights into that wondrous place of flow.... the dance with one's own Self and mystery. And when that sweet calibration where time collapses is equally mysteriously missing. I felt in my belly the anguish of that loss with your words. It seems a delicate balance to let go and allow that flow to be or not to be at any one time.... and then now to have subscribers who may have expectations of 'output'.... I also imagine feeling any pressure to produce for we folks out here is the very thing that thwarts that sweet spot of dancing with spirit and dropping in and allowing what wants to emerge to emerge. Tricky place. I appreciate your transparency in this process. Please know, for me, that I await your words when it is a true and good time for you to share. Your insights, wisdom and connection to the Earth is all the more potent when allowed to arrive naturally in my inbox.
It's good to be brought alongside you. Oh, it sounds so impossible, this writing from such a deep imperative to listen, and listen deeper still. Ecstatic. Torturous. A kind of madness. Ugh! Yay! I love the possibility that you *might* bring, here, some of the word-threads that are being woven through your memoir process. Stray threads? A deliciously odd or outcast nut or two? I'm here, too.
I did notice recently that I was missing you in this space – but I would never expect an apology from somebody living their life with all its ebbs and beautiful (and at times barren) flows… But welcome back 😊
I am here, attentive and present for whatever you send our way. I am familiar with the writer's path especially when we are sooooo close to a completion. Especially when what we are writing is as personal as our fingerprints, the scent of our sweat and getting the pillow just right for sleep. I am here.
Appreciate the insights and insider view into your deeply felt and so eloquently described writing experience. Not seeing you here feels like reverence and respect for what you are doing over there. Both feeding each other in unseen ways. Your devotion to craft is felt wherever you are, in any of the work you’re up to. And thanks for coming back here. Your words always feel like a thirst-quenching spring.
I appreciate your personal insights into that wondrous place of flow.... the dance with one's own Self and mystery. And when that sweet calibration where time collapses is equally mysteriously missing. I felt in my belly the anguish of that loss with your words. It seems a delicate balance to let go and allow that flow to be or not to be at any one time.... and then now to have subscribers who may have expectations of 'output'.... I also imagine feeling any pressure to produce for we folks out here is the very thing that thwarts that sweet spot of dancing with spirit and dropping in and allowing what wants to emerge to emerge. Tricky place. I appreciate your transparency in this process. Please know, for me, that I await your words when it is a true and good time for you to share. Your insights, wisdom and connection to the Earth is all the more potent when allowed to arrive naturally in my inbox.