Thank you so much for such an interesting set of questions. It is so interesting how differently I respond to my creativity given how I am feeling in myself 🩵
So many parts I could’ve commented on but this hit me on a second read, “It means sitting down, opening the page, and allowing yourself to be met again.”… sometimes there’s these moments where I’m feeling alive and full and other times where if I’m honest I’m nervous about meeting myself again. The truth underneath that’s tired. Time to unbury her! Can’t wait to see what is being prepared 💝
Oh, I feel the weight and tenderness in this so deeply, nervous about meeting myself again… yes. That truth can be so tender, especially when what rises first is exhaustion, grief, or all that’s been buried just to get through. But even that kind of return is sacred. Not because it’s easy but because it’s honest. I’m so grateful you’re here for it. You’re not alone in the turning back. And what’s being prepared? It’s for exactly this. Let’s keep unburying her, together.
This piece was born out of longing, wasn’t it. It comes through beautifully. Invitational too.
What’s been slowing my writing lately has been physical pain while sitting — so I’ve been attempting to write a little faster. And at times, what keeps me from writing all together is a lack of reserach time for the topic I’m trying to cover. As a teacher at heart I want to gift people with accuracy and depth. Which takes time… and we’re full circle. 🤎
Yes born out of longing, held together with steady breath. I’m so moved by what you shared. The tension between what the body can hold and what the heart longs to give, it’s real. And your desire for depth, for accuracy, for offering something true? That’s such a beautiful posture. But I hope you know, even when research is unfinished, or the pace is slower than you hoped, what you carry is already enough. Your presence on the page matters, even before it’s polished. You’re doing sacred work. Full circle, yes, but still forward.
Thank you so much for such an interesting set of questions. It is so interesting how differently I respond to my creativity given how I am feeling in myself 🩵
Thank you for such a beautifully written post, It resonates deeply.
Beautiful words. Thank you for the permission to give our creativity what it deserves 🌱
Each and everyday yes!!
This speaks so well about what it feels like to become disconnected- from any part of ourselves that needs attention. Thanks!
So many parts I could’ve commented on but this hit me on a second read, “It means sitting down, opening the page, and allowing yourself to be met again.”… sometimes there’s these moments where I’m feeling alive and full and other times where if I’m honest I’m nervous about meeting myself again. The truth underneath that’s tired. Time to unbury her! Can’t wait to see what is being prepared 💝
Oh, I feel the weight and tenderness in this so deeply, nervous about meeting myself again… yes. That truth can be so tender, especially when what rises first is exhaustion, grief, or all that’s been buried just to get through. But even that kind of return is sacred. Not because it’s easy but because it’s honest. I’m so grateful you’re here for it. You’re not alone in the turning back. And what’s being prepared? It’s for exactly this. Let’s keep unburying her, together.
This piece was born out of longing, wasn’t it. It comes through beautifully. Invitational too.
What’s been slowing my writing lately has been physical pain while sitting — so I’ve been attempting to write a little faster. And at times, what keeps me from writing all together is a lack of reserach time for the topic I’m trying to cover. As a teacher at heart I want to gift people with accuracy and depth. Which takes time… and we’re full circle. 🤎
Yes born out of longing, held together with steady breath. I’m so moved by what you shared. The tension between what the body can hold and what the heart longs to give, it’s real. And your desire for depth, for accuracy, for offering something true? That’s such a beautiful posture. But I hope you know, even when research is unfinished, or the pace is slower than you hoped, what you carry is already enough. Your presence on the page matters, even before it’s polished. You’re doing sacred work. Full circle, yes, but still forward.
Tucking these words away. Thank you Jennifer!