Needed this post more than I realized, Kate! Thank you for your honesty, for the powerful Haiku and for that picture of a most adorable dog! Those EYES! Blessings and MUCH LOVE! ~Wendy💜
Thank you, Conny! We're getting less and less snow each year, but there is still quite a bit here. Even when I'm in a miserable place, I hope I will never take it for granted.
"snow is not a job" this is such a great point. i was thinking the other day about what we're all aiming for-- a perfectly optimised day? where we'll wake up and feel everything perfectly? it's never going to happen and it does become a job at that point. i'm so tired of the endless striving!
I think about Allie's ALOT ... a lot. (I'm also thrilled to continue to receive your newsletter. Thank you for writing and sharing. Your words are their own small magic.)
Needed this post more than I realized, Kate! Thank you for your honesty, for the powerful Haiku and for that picture of a most adorable dog! Those EYES! Blessings and MUCH LOVE! ~Wendy💜
Thank you, Wendy. I'm so, so glad this was a help to you. Sending you warmth 💜
I felt that selfie in my bones! From my couch to yours, I hope you’re taking care of yourself through this harsh season Kate. Spring will come again 💕
Thank you so much, Clare. I can feel the warmth coming through my screen 💕
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I enjoyed your beautiful words about snow. It only snows for about 10 minutes every year where I live. Thanks Kate!
Thank you, Conny! We're getting less and less snow each year, but there is still quite a bit here. Even when I'm in a miserable place, I hope I will never take it for granted.
I love that haiku. Your posts make the world better. And I, too, want to meet that dog.
Don't they look wonderful? And wise?
"snow is not a job" this is such a great point. i was thinking the other day about what we're all aiming for-- a perfectly optimised day? where we'll wake up and feel everything perfectly? it's never going to happen and it does become a job at that point. i'm so tired of the endless striving!
Yes!!!! So many layers of excess and pointless suffering layered over the very real difficulties we already have.
I think about Allie's ALOT ... a lot. (I'm also thrilled to continue to receive your newsletter. Thank you for writing and sharing. Your words are their own small magic.)
Likewise 💜💜💜💜💜💜
The drawings of Allie Brosh speak to my SOUL.
Elinor hears "NOTHING CAN DO ANYTHING TO MEEEEE" with some frequency