“...our strange American insistence on swinging from feast to feast while wondering why we get tangled in the vines of our own too-much-ness.” <--This!
Such a wonderful read, Laura, and I plan to read it multiple times as well as share it with some friends and family. Living in “Ordinary Time” is so foreign these days, yet that is where so much grows.
"...the thin substitute of self-care." love that line. It is so true, isn't it?
I just loved this. You have such a gift for writing Laura. This actually made me cry. Because it is all so true. Because I couldn't read it with my Saturday morning cup of tea-couldn't read it until my brief lunch break here on Monday afternoon...because, ironically, this is the first I've been able to slow for a minute and catch my breath.
Thank you for this. I just cannot tell you what a gift your thoughtful words are for me. May you never stop writing and sharing.
On another note, speaking of sharing. How do you feel about me/us sharing this with others? I want others to read your words and hear your wisdom, but I know you need to be compensated....
You description of this time between Advent and Lent evoked in me the memory of the pause between contractions. And those who have trod that path know with certainty the need for rest--the absolute lunacy of doing anything other than resting in that pause. I’m taking that with me as I seek to find more silence and rest. Sharing in case that embodied memory is helpful to anyone else.
“...our strange American insistence on swinging from feast to feast while wondering why we get tangled in the vines of our own too-much-ness.” <--This!
Such a wonderful read, Laura, and I plan to read it multiple times as well as share it with some friends and family. Living in “Ordinary Time” is so foreign these days, yet that is where so much grows.
Fantastic writing! Loved listening to the voiceover. 😊
The answer is ancient. Powerful reminder, gorgeous writing, thank you Kelly 🙏🏾
"...the thin substitute of self-care." love that line. It is so true, isn't it?
I just loved this. You have such a gift for writing Laura. This actually made me cry. Because it is all so true. Because I couldn't read it with my Saturday morning cup of tea-couldn't read it until my brief lunch break here on Monday afternoon...because, ironically, this is the first I've been able to slow for a minute and catch my breath.
Thank you for this. I just cannot tell you what a gift your thoughtful words are for me. May you never stop writing and sharing.
On another note, speaking of sharing. How do you feel about me/us sharing this with others? I want others to read your words and hear your wisdom, but I know you need to be compensated....
Laura - the voiceover is beautiful! What a gift to hear your voice. So much gratitude for the gifts you share in your writing and the voiceover.
You description of this time between Advent and Lent evoked in me the memory of the pause between contractions. And those who have trod that path know with certainty the need for rest--the absolute lunacy of doing anything other than resting in that pause. I’m taking that with me as I seek to find more silence and rest. Sharing in case that embodied memory is helpful to anyone else.