An achingly tender reflection Kim on grief, loss, change and transition. Thank you for sharing, for taking us by the hand, as we walked through physical, emotional and natural landscapes and crossed muddy thresh holds together with you. As always with your writing I find so much here that resonates with me. I want to sit with your invitations to reflect. Your writing is laced with so much wisdom and beauty even when writing about the hardest subjects for the human heart. 🙏✨
Bridget, thank you. 💛 I was so moved by your phrase “taking us by the hand.” That is exactly how I hope my writing feels, not telling people where to go, but gently walking alongside them for a while. I’m so glad the weaving of the outer landscape with the inner one came through. Those muddy thresholds became such a powerful image for me as I was writing, and I’m grateful they resonated with you. Thank you, as always, for reading with such care and generosity. It truly means the world to me 💛✨ 🙏
This touched so many parts of my season Kim. Feeling uncertain but not knowing why. Assuming a feeling of being lost was failure. But no - it is the season telling me in a number of ways (because I didn't get the first memo!) that things are where they should be.
I read once that when we feel lost or uncertain what we are really searching for is connection. Thanks for being here and sharing your journey, Julia 💛✨
An achingly tender reflection Kim on grief, loss, change and transition. Thank you for sharing, for taking us by the hand, as we walked through physical, emotional and natural landscapes and crossed muddy thresh holds together with you. As always with your writing I find so much here that resonates with me. I want to sit with your invitations to reflect. Your writing is laced with so much wisdom and beauty even when writing about the hardest subjects for the human heart. 🙏✨
Bridget, thank you. 💛 I was so moved by your phrase “taking us by the hand.” That is exactly how I hope my writing feels, not telling people where to go, but gently walking alongside them for a while. I’m so glad the weaving of the outer landscape with the inner one came through. Those muddy thresholds became such a powerful image for me as I was writing, and I’m grateful they resonated with you. Thank you, as always, for reading with such care and generosity. It truly means the world to me 💛✨ 🙏
This touched so many parts of my season Kim. Feeling uncertain but not knowing why. Assuming a feeling of being lost was failure. But no - it is the season telling me in a number of ways (because I didn't get the first memo!) that things are where they should be.
I read once that when we feel lost or uncertain what we are really searching for is connection. Thanks for being here and sharing your journey, Julia 💛✨