In the year of our lord 2022 I had covid twice and consumed two hot dogs from Costco. It’s been wild. I apologize dear readers for my Sunday absence due to covid. I am back. I got my nails done, shopped and now feel extreme fatigue. Normal. The truth is the light is back. In all of us. I love the solstice. I feel like it is magic and mysterious, and I always wake up on the other side feeling lighter. But then I remember that I live in Ohio and February exists. It doesn't matter really because if you've been following along at any speed with me this year, you'll know that I'm actually levitating. I'm actually happy. I'm actually not crying all the time because there is only so long that you can ride the grief train to creativity before it busts into a cement wall. I am done driving that train. I am on the love train now. I like the gratitude train too. It stops at beautiful vistas from time to time. The acceptance train is groovy too, with all of the shoulder shrugging and chill vibes. But I like the love train best as everyone is waving and smiling when you take off and when you arrive and all of them have destinations that makes sense if you allow it. I am cultivating my art from all of the realness of life now, not just the broken-down parts.
Your writing injects my heart with such joy and peace and inspiration. Thank you for the gift of you. You make me want to keep writing--even when I feel too busy, too tired, too dark, too heavy--so thank you.
My god I love you with my whole heart. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for holding it down and helping me feel connected to the world all these years. For me, 2021 was understanding & healing, 2022 was engaging & connecting, 2023... the possibilities are incredible.
Please write it down
Not me crying reading this. ilysm, wild woman. 😚😚💞
Thank you for this. And for everything. You’ve changed my life and my thinking and you always touch me so deeply. I hope you have a lovely holiday.
i love you in my heart, amy bobamy. i have journals since 7th grade...day planners. it's going to be so fun for you, i think.
safe and sweet travels to your loves, fuck this storm as it relates to roads.
this feels exactly like all the good parts of blogging. thank you. k bye.
1- Don’t forget the After Eight Dinner Mints for the hubs (World Market)
2- What kind of journal can I look forward to bundling together with sacred ribbon?
3 - ILYSM
Your writing injects my heart with such joy and peace and inspiration. Thank you for the gift of you. You make me want to keep writing--even when I feel too busy, too tired, too dark, too heavy--so thank you.
My god I love you with my whole heart. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for holding it down and helping me feel connected to the world all these years. For me, 2021 was understanding & healing, 2022 was engaging & connecting, 2023... the possibilities are incredible.