Beautifully written. I'm jealous of that snow, but you know what? Raven just checked the weather, and we have a prediction for snow next week? Down here! So my wish may come true.
A great piece Kimberley. The first one I’ve calmly read. There are some phrases that are Too perfect they are so good. It inspires me to write (remember we were tog online in the past.) I have the first phrase of mine, like you inspired by the snow in Czech. Love to you and Thanks x
So many nice lines in this piece, Kimberly! I wasn't familiar with your writing, but I'm on a mission now to read more. Will check out the Bitter Southerner piece. Thank you for giving us greater dimension to a snow day. Lovely.
Dang, I really felt this, even as a person who's moved all over and upended my life so many times - the confrontation with a vestigial resonance of one's self is such a powerful moment. And this sentence goes right to the tender part: "She’s trying to make sense of all the things that distinctly do not make sense about life, the things that you just learn to build additions onto your heart to hold." 😭
Lovely essay. I have been pondering an art project about seasons, and your words ("Consider, perhaps, the perspective shift from a loop to a spiral – the same sights, but sliding further from view almost imperceptibly with each revolution.") gave me a new way to think about the idea. Thanks!
Such lovely writing! And such perfect timing for the parallel of sameness. With our new little one in the world, the days weave together often without notice of anything different -- and then suddenly he's smiling, or noticing our faces, or letting out an inkling of a laugh. And we're in the same place, in the same house, half an hour from where I grew up, a few minutes from where I was born -- but it's that spiral, as you said, rather than a circle. Thank you for that perspective.
Reading through old journals, typically this time of year, I often find that my prints have been circling the same ideas for years. Hopefully this means I am gradually tying things together and understanding my aims more deeply and clearly rather than just meandering around the same old "realizations" that amnesia allows me to see as new. I want to believe that I am capable of completely new thoughts but the truth is that maybe I am an old dog (afraid of the snow) :) Thank you for this reflection, Kimberly. Your words are clear and true.
Beautifully written. I'm jealous of that snow, but you know what? Raven just checked the weather, and we have a prediction for snow next week? Down here! So my wish may come true.
Crossing my fingers for you! Would love to see pics of LF & her first snow ❄️❄️❄️
A great piece Kimberley. The first one I’ve calmly read. There are some phrases that are Too perfect they are so good. It inspires me to write (remember we were tog online in the past.) I have the first phrase of mine, like you inspired by the snow in Czech. Love to you and Thanks x
ps: I’ll definitely share: you need to be read!
What a lovely compliment, Jane - thank you so much. And given how much I adore your writing, I'm glad this sent a spark your way!
I came for the snow pics but stayed for the story!
Honestly this seems like a very sound approach to life ❄️😂❄️
Ha! Quite true!
Exactly the kind of day our little pocket park dreams about. Thanks for making life better.
Aww Laura - our little pocket park was so sweet in the snow! And thank YOU for that very thing 💚
Beautiful musings. Thank you.
Thanks so much, Forest!! Hope our paths cross soon in 2025 ☺️
I like what you did with this essay. It’s beautifully written 💚
Thanks so much, Katie! I appreciate your giving it a read and am glad it landed with you ❄️
So many nice lines in this piece, Kimberly! I wasn't familiar with your writing, but I'm on a mission now to read more. Will check out the Bitter Southerner piece. Thank you for giving us greater dimension to a snow day. Lovely.
Thanks so much for your kind words, Jeanne - I certainly hope you like what you find, and deep gratitude for your attention and focus 🥰
Dang, I really felt this, even as a person who's moved all over and upended my life so many times - the confrontation with a vestigial resonance of one's self is such a powerful moment. And this sentence goes right to the tender part: "She’s trying to make sense of all the things that distinctly do not make sense about life, the things that you just learn to build additions onto your heart to hold." 😭
Isn't this being human thing would beyond words? Thanks so much for giving this a read 💚
Thank you for sharing your heart and being you! Beautifully written!! I love you!!! ❤️
🥹🥹🥹 thank you for your endless love and support 💚
Lovely essay. I have been pondering an art project about seasons, and your words ("Consider, perhaps, the perspective shift from a loop to a spiral – the same sights, but sliding further from view almost imperceptibly with each revolution.") gave me a new way to think about the idea. Thanks!
Oh I'm so glad, Marie! Can't wait to see where you steer that idea!
Just beautiful!
Such lovely writing! And such perfect timing for the parallel of sameness. With our new little one in the world, the days weave together often without notice of anything different -- and then suddenly he's smiling, or noticing our faces, or letting out an inkling of a laugh. And we're in the same place, in the same house, half an hour from where I grew up, a few minutes from where I was born -- but it's that spiral, as you said, rather than a circle. Thank you for that perspective.
Many gems in here, but I especially love this one "One must become a tracker of her own interiority"
Reading through old journals, typically this time of year, I often find that my prints have been circling the same ideas for years. Hopefully this means I am gradually tying things together and understanding my aims more deeply and clearly rather than just meandering around the same old "realizations" that amnesia allows me to see as new. I want to believe that I am capable of completely new thoughts but the truth is that maybe I am an old dog (afraid of the snow) :) Thank you for this reflection, Kimberly. Your words are clear and true.