So lovely to read your kind words to me, Cynthia. I really hear you about the strange isolation and lack of warmth which we've been dealing with. It has thrown me back on what my father used to call "inner resources" (and as a child I had literally no idea what he was talking about.) However there are a few voices in the wilderness, (fog…
So lovely to read your kind words to me, Cynthia. I really hear you about the strange isolation and lack of warmth which we've been dealing with. It has thrown me back on what my father used to call "inner resources" (and as a child I had literally no idea what he was talking about.) However there are a few voices in the wilderness, (foghorns in the bay?) which are orienting and comforting to see, hear, and read.
Paloma, another beautiful note from you. Thank you. I feel many of us have become aware of our 'inner resources' in the last few years. Nice to remember that about your father. Talking about wilderness and bay and foghorns... I live on an island in Maine, on the Penobscot Bay, and hear a foghorn all day and all night... yes my foghorn and these few voices are very comforting ...
So lovely to read your kind words to me, Cynthia. I really hear you about the strange isolation and lack of warmth which we've been dealing with. It has thrown me back on what my father used to call "inner resources" (and as a child I had literally no idea what he was talking about.) However there are a few voices in the wilderness, (foghorns in the bay?) which are orienting and comforting to see, hear, and read.
Paloma, another beautiful note from you. Thank you. I feel many of us have become aware of our 'inner resources' in the last few years. Nice to remember that about your father. Talking about wilderness and bay and foghorns... I live on an island in Maine, on the Penobscot Bay, and hear a foghorn all day and all night... yes my foghorn and these few voices are very comforting ...