Always and always, right? It feels impossible to hold…and yet we do. Sometimes I think that is exactly what we’re meant to learn here. How to hold everything even when it feels like we can’t.
I am getting out my old Italian textbook just so I can watch that “Forest Code” movie as soon as possible! 😆 Also, as a fantasy writer, I definitely support the italics on “How do the stories we tell—even the seemingly innocuous, escapist stories, *or maybe especially those*—help to bring us forward to this change?” PS You have been missed!
The enormity of what’s unraveling around us feels unbearable at times. Being witness to the unfolding, whether impossibly vast or intimately close––or both simultaneously––can make us feel like we're caught in a spinning duality of cruelness. Out there. And in here. No escape.
And yet… the cherry tree is blooming.
Thank you for holding this tension with such clarity. I especially needed this today.
Yes. The terrible and the beautiful. I feel this so much. ❤️
Always and always, right? It feels impossible to hold…and yet we do. Sometimes I think that is exactly what we’re meant to learn here. How to hold everything even when it feels like we can’t.
I share so many of these sentiments and feelings, and cherry trees. Great post. 🌞🧡
Thank you, Mike! Long live our cherry trees, both metaphorical and literal. ❤️🌸🍒
I am getting out my old Italian textbook just so I can watch that “Forest Code” movie as soon as possible! 😆 Also, as a fantasy writer, I definitely support the italics on “How do the stories we tell—even the seemingly innocuous, escapist stories, *or maybe especially those*—help to bring us forward to this change?” PS You have been missed!
It’s good to be back, Sun! Thank you as always for commenting and liking and all of your support. ❤️🙏
Stunning Amanda.
The enormity of what’s unraveling around us feels unbearable at times. Being witness to the unfolding, whether impossibly vast or intimately close––or both simultaneously––can make us feel like we're caught in a spinning duality of cruelness. Out there. And in here. No escape.
And yet… the cherry tree is blooming.
Thank you for holding this tension with such clarity. I especially needed this today.