It’s not bad being in the fog it’s when you’re trying to recall something so simple and you’re trying to communicate with someone who isn’t close to you that it becomes embarrassing instead of a wondrous journey. However, I spend most of my time now around people I know so it is more like the photograph that you’re describing than that dream where you wake up naked in front of an audience😁
So much crone wisdom here. I love the thoughts about brain fog. I see myself having gone through a liminal space full of mystery and the unknown. And now that I’ve come out on the other side, I can see the beauty of the fog in the valleys.
"Surrender" is a word we forget to use. It's a word that evokes weakness, but in fact, it can be joy, it can be selflessness, it might be for the better good.
Is that what happens? There is another side? I'm not sure where I am in it...I do know that if I drink alcohol my brain suffers...and maybe if I sugar binge....if you have been pregnant I do remember I lost brain function at times...
Oh yeh, alcohol and sugar are big triggers for me too. But also just good ol' hormone fluctuations, which err... seems to be happening on the daily over here! :)
Same!! Holy sweat sheen at night! But not during the day. When I am not drinking for a spell I do feel far better...but I do love a nice glass of Champagne...:) or two...
Oh, Kimberly—what a gift, the way you write yourself into the weather. You make fog feel like a confidante, a place to rest rather than resist. I love how you let the edges blur until the world & the body breathe as one. Your vision of living as an ecotone feels like an embrace big enough for every root, feather, & heartbeat—human & otherwise. Can’t wait to read your book!
Thank you Kim! So many languages and forms of communication on this planet. Humans as ecotones feels like a remembering, our bodies both human and animal, mammalian and plant. Another kind of blurring perhaps. If we can only keep softening the need to know, and trust the wisdom of wildness. I feel that translation of wild every time I read you, so I know you get it!
Re: fog, I was thinking of Sally Mann's photographs of trees in the South misted and fogged. They're beautiful.
It’s not bad being in the fog it’s when you’re trying to recall something so simple and you’re trying to communicate with someone who isn’t close to you that it becomes embarrassing instead of a wondrous journey. However, I spend most of my time now around people I know so it is more like the photograph that you’re describing than that dream where you wake up naked in front of an audience😁
Right? Fog isn’t all bad. Some of the greatest artists have depended on its moody temperament.
So much crone wisdom here. I love the thoughts about brain fog. I see myself having gone through a liminal space full of mystery and the unknown. And now that I’ve come out on the other side, I can see the beauty of the fog in the valleys.
Beautiful Donna. It does feel like mystery is afoot when we're navigating that liminal space. Some days it's easier to surrender to than others!
"Surrender" is a word we forget to use. It's a word that evokes weakness, but in fact, it can be joy, it can be selflessness, it might be for the better good.
Is that what happens? There is another side? I'm not sure where I am in it...I do know that if I drink alcohol my brain suffers...and maybe if I sugar binge....if you have been pregnant I do remember I lost brain function at times...
Oh yeh, alcohol and sugar are big triggers for me too. But also just good ol' hormone fluctuations, which err... seems to be happening on the daily over here! :)
Same!! Holy sweat sheen at night! But not during the day. When I am not drinking for a spell I do feel far better...but I do love a nice glass of Champagne...:) or two...
Oh, Kimberly—what a gift, the way you write yourself into the weather. You make fog feel like a confidante, a place to rest rather than resist. I love how you let the edges blur until the world & the body breathe as one. Your vision of living as an ecotone feels like an embrace big enough for every root, feather, & heartbeat—human & otherwise. Can’t wait to read your book!
Thank you Kim! So many languages and forms of communication on this planet. Humans as ecotones feels like a remembering, our bodies both human and animal, mammalian and plant. Another kind of blurring perhaps. If we can only keep softening the need to know, and trust the wisdom of wildness. I feel that translation of wild every time I read you, so I know you get it!
Spirographs!!
Spirographs live!
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Ha! No way! I’m getting one NOW.
I thought I'd need to find a "gently used" one, but, no! You can get a set for free and let your math circles freak fly!
"We won’t heal this world through human ingenuity alone. We need to become inter-species collaborators and kin." So much wisdom in this.
It's lovely and true...