Hello again, page. Thank you for the Writing Circle yesterday. Thank you for the Circles to come, for those that have been. Thank you for the gift of this Wild Writing practice that I never imagined existed. Thank you that it helps these beautiful, tender souls get in touch with themselves and their truth while also normalizing our human-ness. It's hard work this being human.
Oh, Julia, thank you. To be held in the gently swaying hammock of grace. Devoutly to be wished, as Hamlet says!
"let these words be a hammock
that gentle sways
while you snooze
in the quiet shade"
This image is so tangible, so comforting, so absolutely lovely.
Day 20, Jill's Morning Writes, excerpt:
Hello again, page. Thank you for the Writing Circle yesterday. Thank you for the Circles to come, for those that have been. Thank you for the gift of this Wild Writing practice that I never imagined existed. Thank you that it helps these beautiful, tender souls get in touch with themselves and their truth while also normalizing our human-ness. It's hard work this being human.
Mmmm. Thank you. Let's breathe and live into this. Please, please, please!