There is a wonderful warm tone to your writing and I feel and truly appreciate your compassion. Speaking of lists I actually wrote down the name of your site onto my 'serious' to do's... meaning that I will read, engage and keep up. 🎵You've got a friend....🎵 I have written on similar themes, but I had always couched the pain, anger and hard truths with humor
Goodness, that voice in the head - it keeps following me throughout the years. One thing I've learned though is that I don't have to believe everything she says and that's been life-changing. Breath practice has helped with that. And Susan's book was really life-changing. It helped me embrace my introversion rather than shame it. It was a massive lightbulb moment.
Your words, even if they were scratched together hastily amongst the "wild and chaos" are so eloquent. Perhaps you could substitute a "flower du jour" for the forget me not (do we really not have them?). So in April you could go on the riverbank and capture a crocus or in May you could lunch by a liliac or in June the eyes could feast upon a.... you get the drift. A moment to reach down and in. A second to find the value in the beauty of the earth as humankind crashes around you. HUGS. Bernie
I was just thinking, as I looked at my planner last night, that I need to rethink how I'm managing my time. Instead of figuring out how to get it all done, what can I remove from the list instead? How can I create space? This essay was a lovely way to start my week. Thank you.
Thank you for this beautiful piece of writing Alice, and for the reminder to listen to that voice. I too felt it spoke to my soul. I have just seen the first forget me nots of the season, popping up under the tree where my precious writing companion and soul dog Mac has his final resting place and I love that they will be there every year to remind me x
The lovely chaos of family! And the grounding of the forget-me-nots. Thankyou Alice ☺️.
Made me think of how I always take photos of the beautiful flowers in my cousins’ gardens in UK, and the fat bumblebees.
Here in Oz the native flowers are very different.
I am enjoying a quiet weekend this weekend. Next weekend will be different. My son, his wife and their 2 little boys arrive to stay with us on Thursday, in prep for another son’s wedding on Saturday to his long time partner- they also have 2 little boys.
It will be a celebration in the (large) back yard of one of their friends - they have been landscaping and decorating for weeks! Very hands on and local community which is a joy. My youngest son’s partner is the wedding celebrant, that son is the MC, and my daughter (and the out of town son) are in the groooms-people party.
They work in the music industry so it will definitely be a party with good music 😂.
I will be trying to avoid overwhelm, standing on the sidelines, appreciating these amazing humans of the next generation ❤️.
So glad to read you and your children were visiting your family last week. I am sure it was wonderful to all be together. The photo is lovely (you know how much I love flowers!) and so is this piece. Being fully present in those precious moments is a challenge, but capturing them so well, to read and re-read, is a gift. Thank you, Alice ❤️
I'm pretty new to Substack, having just been introduced to it by a watercolor artist/ author I follow. I absolutely love your writing, especially this piece. It truly spoke to my soul, and that doesn't happen all that often! Thank you for offering this free subscription, it gave me the opportunity to explore your offering and I'm grateful for that.
There is a wonderful warm tone to your writing and I feel and truly appreciate your compassion. Speaking of lists I actually wrote down the name of your site onto my 'serious' to do's... meaning that I will read, engage and keep up. 🎵You've got a friend....🎵 I have written on similar themes, but I had always couched the pain, anger and hard truths with humor
Goodness, that voice in the head - it keeps following me throughout the years. One thing I've learned though is that I don't have to believe everything she says and that's been life-changing. Breath practice has helped with that. And Susan's book was really life-changing. It helped me embrace my introversion rather than shame it. It was a massive lightbulb moment.
Your words, even if they were scratched together hastily amongst the "wild and chaos" are so eloquent. Perhaps you could substitute a "flower du jour" for the forget me not (do we really not have them?). So in April you could go on the riverbank and capture a crocus or in May you could lunch by a liliac or in June the eyes could feast upon a.... you get the drift. A moment to reach down and in. A second to find the value in the beauty of the earth as humankind crashes around you. HUGS. Bernie
I was just thinking, as I looked at my planner last night, that I need to rethink how I'm managing my time. Instead of figuring out how to get it all done, what can I remove from the list instead? How can I create space? This essay was a lovely way to start my week. Thank you.
I love so many Substacks, but Between by Rebecca Jones is one of my faves. https://rebeccaljones.substack.com
https://open.substack.com/pub/kimvanbruggen/p/coming-out-of-wintering-how-cold?r=18hqih&utm_medium=ios
I love this writer because it’s a subject I know nothing about and she is brave, brave, brave!
I also love reading Susie Bright. 🥰
A tumble of thought-provoking loveliness. Thank you!
Thank you for this beautiful piece of writing Alice, and for the reminder to listen to that voice. I too felt it spoke to my soul. I have just seen the first forget me nots of the season, popping up under the tree where my precious writing companion and soul dog Mac has his final resting place and I love that they will be there every year to remind me x
The lovely chaos of family! And the grounding of the forget-me-nots. Thankyou Alice ☺️.
Made me think of how I always take photos of the beautiful flowers in my cousins’ gardens in UK, and the fat bumblebees.
Here in Oz the native flowers are very different.
I am enjoying a quiet weekend this weekend. Next weekend will be different. My son, his wife and their 2 little boys arrive to stay with us on Thursday, in prep for another son’s wedding on Saturday to his long time partner- they also have 2 little boys.
It will be a celebration in the (large) back yard of one of their friends - they have been landscaping and decorating for weeks! Very hands on and local community which is a joy. My youngest son’s partner is the wedding celebrant, that son is the MC, and my daughter (and the out of town son) are in the groooms-people party.
They work in the music industry so it will definitely be a party with good music 😂.
I will be trying to avoid overwhelm, standing on the sidelines, appreciating these amazing humans of the next generation ❤️.
So glad to read you and your children were visiting your family last week. I am sure it was wonderful to all be together. The photo is lovely (you know how much I love flowers!) and so is this piece. Being fully present in those precious moments is a challenge, but capturing them so well, to read and re-read, is a gift. Thank you, Alice ❤️
I'm pretty new to Substack, having just been introduced to it by a watercolor artist/ author I follow. I absolutely love your writing, especially this piece. It truly spoke to my soul, and that doesn't happen all that often! Thank you for offering this free subscription, it gave me the opportunity to explore your offering and I'm grateful for that.