Tag: grief
Elsewhere
“I feel the answer to your question will always exist outside the world as it presents itself, beyond the matters of the day, distinct from the temporal. It will be found within the mysterious, the unsettled, and the sacred, that faraway and intangible place where truth and music and your father reside.” — The Red … Continue reading Elsewhere
The Talk Beneath the Talk
Turns out I’m always trying to illuminate the thing that feels big but unspoken at any given moment in my life.
Firmament
Still chipping away at this quilt I started on a whim in the spring.
Tender/Dangerous
Touch is a cornerstone of survival in this season.
Current Feelings (But Also Actually Past Feelings)
“It’s rare that I feel dreadful while I’m having my tea and scrawling pages into my journal outside in the sun first thing in the morning, so whatever’s coming for me today will, at the very least, abate for a half hour tomorrow. This helps to remember.”
A View (3)
Every divot in the trail is a spring.
Unselfing/Reselfing
…a whole realm of people who could look at every passing thought and doodle and hard-won victory and low moment and interview and blog post and reflect back someone cohesive and true.
They are both darkness: they are both lights.
“There will be a lot of sewing last year’s fragments with this year’s threads.”
Events of the Week
Even if he’s fine, we’re left carrying the weight of how it could’ve gone.
Tell Me I’ll Be Okay
I lie in the dark and let their accents and words wash over me, one by one. A house in the mountains of northern New Mexico. A warm beach. A particular couch in a family room.