As the man in black said to Fezzini, "Truly, you have a dizzying intellect." After reading this, I feel that we are all just desperados under the eaves. (crdit to Warren Zevon. Heart, heart, dear HGW
I am incredibly grateful for this. Thank you. The pandemic ended my job and plunged me into a lost phase, and the last two years I've been *really* lost, with no work (I'm old, so nobody sees my experience as valuable). I haven't lost everything but I've lost a lot, ideas and things and people I thought were with me for the long haul. The grace, and I know it's there, is the long liminal space that is allowing me to finally look at my life and my giant catalogue of mistakes deeply and differently than I have before. I plod along day by day, walking for miles, yoga, reading, doing my dumb little French lessons, not-painting but sometimes painting, not-writing but sometimes writing, keeping the bills paid but salted with worry. I can see the shape of it all better because of what you've written, and maybe stop hoping every day for some miracle that will catapult me into something else.
As the man in black said to Fezzini, "Truly, you have a dizzying intellect." After reading this, I feel that we are all just desperados under the eaves. (crdit to Warren Zevon. Heart, heart, dear HGW
I am incredibly grateful for this. Thank you. The pandemic ended my job and plunged me into a lost phase, and the last two years I've been *really* lost, with no work (I'm old, so nobody sees my experience as valuable). I haven't lost everything but I've lost a lot, ideas and things and people I thought were with me for the long haul. The grace, and I know it's there, is the long liminal space that is allowing me to finally look at my life and my giant catalogue of mistakes deeply and differently than I have before. I plod along day by day, walking for miles, yoga, reading, doing my dumb little French lessons, not-painting but sometimes painting, not-writing but sometimes writing, keeping the bills paid but salted with worry. I can see the shape of it all better because of what you've written, and maybe stop hoping every day for some miracle that will catapult me into something else.