thank you Christine for your kind words. I see by your bio you are a chaplain (among other hats)...something we have in common. i look forward to following along on your journey.
since i was as young as i can remember i always felt a part of the wild earth. running, playing in the woods, dogs, cats, horses.... outside all day running wildchild...... the freedom of the words ' go out and play , come home for supper'....... ahhhh what a call for adventure, challenges, fun, mistakes..... i still feel like that child 67 years now...... blessed with a knowing that i was part of the whole of life. a gift i always am grateful for and thankful for everyday. always felt in tune with nature , plants and animals moreso than my own species! belonging to the world at large......
the sun rose this morning, i give thanks that i am alive today, healthy and ready for the new day!! along with all the wonders of the earth, world, universe, plants, rocks, minerals, insects, birds...................
And yes, thanks for talking about the pandemic. Literary magazines Don’t want to publish anything about it. People are sick of talking about it but I ask how can we get away from it when we still feel its affects so much? At least I do . I know my kids do.
sad isn't it. a whole generation deeply affected by the pandemic and yet we expect them to just keep moving along (and their families)...nothing to see here. if you feel inclined, check out the Dougy Center resources that were linked on my website post for your students.
Ahh belonging. The elusive belonging. I find as soon as I think I have it I take it for granted, and then I lose it again. I thought I had belonging finally after 40 years when I found my mama and arts community in Juneau, and then the pandemic again swept it away, and I was left without a social bubble and again I wondered if I ever belonged? Do I even have real friends? What about me is worth loving anyway? I think I’m getting it back again but if I take it for granted, I know I’ll lose it. I feel like the only place I ever really belong is in the rainforest and only when the weather is pleasant.
thank you for sharing this hard heart stuff, Summer. this desire to belong is, i think, DNA wired into us and if we are deep-hearted folks (and reading your posts, i believe you are) one we will likely keep pursuing, even when our heart are bruised and battered. please take tender care of yours.
oh, and i love the olympic peninsula...the rainforest. one of my favorite places to be. just be.
I keep getting caught in human centric thinking, and also try to push back, it’s liberating!
our older brains are entrenched in the old ways of thinking, right? but at least we have an awareness. appreciate sharing this journey with you, Skip.
Lovely Anne❤️also sending love, hugs and thoughts of Spring to you.
thank you Kas, as always for reading and your kind words. 🧡🧡🧡
I just stumbled upon your lovely substack and am looking forward to reading even more of your beautiful words, wonderings and striking photos.
thank you Christine for your kind words. I see by your bio you are a chaplain (among other hats)...something we have in common. i look forward to following along on your journey.
since i was as young as i can remember i always felt a part of the wild earth. running, playing in the woods, dogs, cats, horses.... outside all day running wildchild...... the freedom of the words ' go out and play , come home for supper'....... ahhhh what a call for adventure, challenges, fun, mistakes..... i still feel like that child 67 years now...... blessed with a knowing that i was part of the whole of life. a gift i always am grateful for and thankful for everyday. always felt in tune with nature , plants and animals moreso than my own species! belonging to the world at large......
the sun rose this morning, i give thanks that i am alive today, healthy and ready for the new day!! along with all the wonders of the earth, world, universe, plants, rocks, minerals, insects, birds...................
ah, lovely. and love you my friend.
And yes, thanks for talking about the pandemic. Literary magazines Don’t want to publish anything about it. People are sick of talking about it but I ask how can we get away from it when we still feel its affects so much? At least I do . I know my kids do.
sad isn't it. a whole generation deeply affected by the pandemic and yet we expect them to just keep moving along (and their families)...nothing to see here. if you feel inclined, check out the Dougy Center resources that were linked on my website post for your students.
Doing now. Ty!
Which post is that? Cant seem to find it.
Ahh belonging. The elusive belonging. I find as soon as I think I have it I take it for granted, and then I lose it again. I thought I had belonging finally after 40 years when I found my mama and arts community in Juneau, and then the pandemic again swept it away, and I was left without a social bubble and again I wondered if I ever belonged? Do I even have real friends? What about me is worth loving anyway? I think I’m getting it back again but if I take it for granted, I know I’ll lose it. I feel like the only place I ever really belong is in the rainforest and only when the weather is pleasant.
thank you for sharing this hard heart stuff, Summer. this desire to belong is, i think, DNA wired into us and if we are deep-hearted folks (and reading your posts, i believe you are) one we will likely keep pursuing, even when our heart are bruised and battered. please take tender care of yours.
oh, and i love the olympic peninsula...the rainforest. one of my favorite places to be. just be.
I camped there a few days in my twenties. Absolutely love it there too!