There are some recorded memories but many more override it of some really bad hard things of having two mentally ill divorced parents. Growing up poor and isolated. So childhood memory fondness escapes me to some extent. I remember nature and savor aspects of what I can. In the same way it can color childhood differently than seems fair. So there's a fight to be fair and find goodness to remember.
Mm, yes. I hear you, Beth, and that fight to be fair. Thank you for sharing and honoring what was hard. I’m curious how nature held you? It reminds me of the late Mary Oliver. She often wrote poems about nature and shared how nature gave her a sanctuary from her painful childhood.
Birding right now. Nature walks and forest preserves. Beach if I get there (chicago suburbs) and sitting outside as much as I can paying attention to all the ways nature speaks. I've been thinking about doing el camino in part but I have 2 smaller kids. 🤔 both my parents died not long ago and I was POA. Estrangement is our story and I'm writing outside or in spaces where I can breathe fresh air while breathing out old stories. Love me some Mary Oliver and Anne Lamott. Also John O'Donohue and Padraig O'Tuama
So appreciate reading these bits about your life. I so resonate about writing in spaces where you can breathe fresh air. It is almost as if the exhale helps with breathing out stories : )
Oh my, my childhood Rach. I have few, overwhelming few, memories that are plain enough for me to remember. When you don’t begin ongoing therapy/healing until you are old, it feels as if though I have run out of time. Find your true spirit while you are young. These notes speak to my spirit.
Thank you Rach. The “Once Upon a Time” of Eden keeps me going⚓️. Have a beautiful summer.
I often think of the same, Rachael. Keeps me wondering, hoping, going. Happy Summer to you!
There are some recorded memories but many more override it of some really bad hard things of having two mentally ill divorced parents. Growing up poor and isolated. So childhood memory fondness escapes me to some extent. I remember nature and savor aspects of what I can. In the same way it can color childhood differently than seems fair. So there's a fight to be fair and find goodness to remember.
Mm, yes. I hear you, Beth, and that fight to be fair. Thank you for sharing and honoring what was hard. I’m curious how nature held you? It reminds me of the late Mary Oliver. She often wrote poems about nature and shared how nature gave her a sanctuary from her painful childhood.
Birding right now. Nature walks and forest preserves. Beach if I get there (chicago suburbs) and sitting outside as much as I can paying attention to all the ways nature speaks. I've been thinking about doing el camino in part but I have 2 smaller kids. 🤔 both my parents died not long ago and I was POA. Estrangement is our story and I'm writing outside or in spaces where I can breathe fresh air while breathing out old stories. Love me some Mary Oliver and Anne Lamott. Also John O'Donohue and Padraig O'Tuama
So appreciate reading these bits about your life. I so resonate about writing in spaces where you can breathe fresh air. It is almost as if the exhale helps with breathing out stories : )
Beth, this is so familiar. I hope that you are well in your heart and spirit.
Oh my, my childhood Rach. I have few, overwhelming few, memories that are plain enough for me to remember. When you don’t begin ongoing therapy/healing until you are old, it feels as if though I have run out of time. Find your true spirit while you are young. These notes speak to my spirit.