Dearest Meg. Peace on you and your family through the next few weeks. I want to know where you and your writing will be. I find myself feeling adrift about the...well, you know...all this on "here." I felt like I just got started but then, I just don't know what it's all for if it means living inside contempt. Do we all go into the west and diminish etc? Your writing has provided a bright light for me in a dark year. I look forward to seeing more.
Gah, so beautiful. I’m so sorry to read about your dad. You write so achingly, so tenderly. Thank you. I remember watching those “impossible horizons” on the way to and from my grandparent’s house too. I still watch for them now.
aw Meg--thanks so much for sharing my hibernation post. 🥰 happy solstice to you! ❄️
Dearest Meg. Peace on you and your family through the next few weeks. I want to know where you and your writing will be. I find myself feeling adrift about the...well, you know...all this on "here." I felt like I just got started but then, I just don't know what it's all for if it means living inside contempt. Do we all go into the west and diminish etc? Your writing has provided a bright light for me in a dark year. I look forward to seeing more.
Beautiful, Meg. I love Freya's piece. 7:27 PST for me.
I think you just described a thin place. May you touch the place where the light meets the ground.
this was heartbreaking and beautiful. *hugs*
Unspeakably beautiful as always. Thank you.
Gah, so beautiful. I’m so sorry to read about your dad. You write so achingly, so tenderly. Thank you. I remember watching those “impossible horizons” on the way to and from my grandparent’s house too. I still watch for them now.
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Hi Ruth! Always so lovely to see you here.