God, what am I being asked to do here? Keep writing. Something deep is here. How you love and hate - how we all love and hate - speaking out of both sides of our mouths. How this is being human. How this, too, is being human. How challenged I am to let others also be their human selves, full of foibles and contradictions and inconsistencies. Get off your fucking high horse, my dear. We are all making sense of this world as best we can, as best we can. Learn to love, learning to love "the other" - even if it's your Trump-loving brother. Especially if it's your Trump-loving brother. Amen and Amen.
Phew, yes. Goosebumps while reading your words, Jill. It's all so hard, so beautiful, so hard. From my very human heart to yours. Love love love to you. xo
Thomas, yes. Rage and powerlessness. Sending you love in the midst of all of the hard hard hard. Let us remember to notice the immense beauty that is all around as well.
Day 21, Jill's morning writes, excerpt:
God, what am I being asked to do here? Keep writing. Something deep is here. How you love and hate - how we all love and hate - speaking out of both sides of our mouths. How this is being human. How this, too, is being human. How challenged I am to let others also be their human selves, full of foibles and contradictions and inconsistencies. Get off your fucking high horse, my dear. We are all making sense of this world as best we can, as best we can. Learn to love, learning to love "the other" - even if it's your Trump-loving brother. Especially if it's your Trump-loving brother. Amen and Amen.
Phew, yes. Goosebumps while reading your words, Jill. It's all so hard, so beautiful, so hard. From my very human heart to yours. Love love love to you. xo
lack of relief
from unbearable grief.
This paradoxical life. x
This paradoxical life. I wish you & I could sit together at a cute café & talk about it all, Jill, or maybe just sit in silence. Or maybe both. xo
I thought I replied to this, but maybe it didn't go through?
December 2025. Corvallis. Time and cafe of your choosing. See you there!!
xo
Really?! Let's do it. How exciting. Bodhi café by the river (on first street). We'll find a date that works. Woohoo!
With you, Julia. Feeling both rage and powerlessness in the face of this moment, this dire dark moment of history.
Thomas, yes. Rage and powerlessness. Sending you love in the midst of all of the hard hard hard. Let us remember to notice the immense beauty that is all around as well.
"How can we make it not be?" Oh, Julia, that question echoes across my heart.
Jenna....xo