“There is some transition being made in my body that I can’t name or entirely grasp” - Ruth, I needed to be given this fresh perspective on my own experience more than I knew. Today’s my first time opening Substack in a long long time (I’m currently reading your Weathering, and was reminded of how much I love your writing and perspectives so came here looking for more). Thank you 🧡
Oh hey Sarah :) it's lovely to see you pop here. I have noticed your absence on line in recent times. I'm glad this resonated. I mean, this is the truth of it isn't it? Knowing yet also not having a blind clue. Thank you too for picking up Weathering :) xx
"To be threaded through the world in this way is what I want." That line, oooph! I so resonate with the feeling of being a bystander, for some reason, at this moment in time, and my heart leapt when I read that line.
Oh, I have returned to warm my hands at this several times today...another lovely piece, a Mary Oliver poem I didn't know, and new people's comments to resonate.❤️
HOW I miss a movement practice... somehow things and people moved on during COVID times,and I have not found my dance again. Yet...
I'm delighted these words are pulling you back and back. Sounds like you need a small step back in...perhaps just to sit on the floor and be still even :)
"Find new surfaces of yourself"!! What! This is so good. I've never heard this before. I am going to be thinking this phrase to myself for years to come, maybe for the rest of my life. I dance a lot. :)
"Let us always go beyond the peripheral truth and into the centre of it. I have been neglecting myself. I am neglecting myself." :sigh: Sometimes, even as I try to do the opposite. I am so grateful to have paying work that I can believe in, but I also long for an unstructured month. When I have time, it comes in such short bursts that I am reluctant to start anything "big." So, the advice to just move, notice, and dance - all much appreciated and timely.
I do wonder if what you're experiencing isn't in part related to the completion of a massive project. Like the end of a performance, when the curtain falls for the last time, and we think - "What now?" Hugs and appreciation for you, Ruth.
Ah yes, this. I'm lucky to define my time these days. It's a blessing. But I work myself a little too hard at tines. And yes, I think there is a lot of 'end of project' flatness and despondency knowing around. I'm intching to starting writing the next project!
“There is some transition being made in my body that I can’t name or entirely grasp” - Ruth, I needed to be given this fresh perspective on my own experience more than I knew. Today’s my first time opening Substack in a long long time (I’m currently reading your Weathering, and was reminded of how much I love your writing and perspectives so came here looking for more). Thank you 🧡
Oh hey Sarah :) it's lovely to see you pop here. I have noticed your absence on line in recent times. I'm glad this resonated. I mean, this is the truth of it isn't it? Knowing yet also not having a blind clue. Thank you too for picking up Weathering :) xx
Golly - breathless. That was beautiful - almost melodic.
Thank you :)
"To be threaded through the world in this way is what I want." That line, oooph! I so resonate with the feeling of being a bystander, for some reason, at this moment in time, and my heart leapt when I read that line.
Thank you Annette :) ❤️ xx
Beautiful lyrical writing. I was moving with you there.
Just one thing, please don’t put your hair out for the birds. The baby birds can get their legs tangled in human hair in the nest.
(I just found the clump covered in dew and chucked away. Phew!)
I’m so relieved that you were not offended! I’m really enjoying your writing here and Weathering.
Not at all! It's the first and last time I do that 😬 On the contrary thank you for telling me. X (hopefully less bad advice in Weathering 🤣)
I did not know this and have clearly been given bad advice though I did break it up it's probably still a little long.
Glad to be told this!!
That photograph is just full of delight, your words a song of sinew and sensitivity… 🥰
I got this off my computer and onto e-Ink and read it deliciously and slowly over a delicious and slow lunch today. Gorgeous. Thank you Ruth.
Beautiful Ruth- you are magical 💛🌿
Thank you my love xx
Stunned into gratitude for your words.
What a lovely thing to say, thank you:)
"Find new surfaces of yourself." I love this even as I'm not entirely sure what it means. Going to think on it. I always savor your writing, Ruth.
I guess a prompt like that is designed to prod an enquiry, but when you think our whole body is covered in surfaces...
Gorgeous and inspiring. "To be threaded through the world in this way is what I want." Me, too.
Oh, I have returned to warm my hands at this several times today...another lovely piece, a Mary Oliver poem I didn't know, and new people's comments to resonate.❤️
HOW I miss a movement practice... somehow things and people moved on during COVID times,and I have not found my dance again. Yet...
I'm delighted these words are pulling you back and back. Sounds like you need a small step back in...perhaps just to sit on the floor and be still even :)
"Find new surfaces of yourself"!! What! This is so good. I've never heard this before. I am going to be thinking this phrase to myself for years to come, maybe for the rest of my life. I dance a lot. :)
Aww I'm glad you liked this. I heard something similar once during a warm up and I have loved it ever since! Also, I love that you dance too :)
Wow, so beautiful
Thank you!
"Let us always go beyond the peripheral truth and into the centre of it. I have been neglecting myself. I am neglecting myself." :sigh: Sometimes, even as I try to do the opposite. I am so grateful to have paying work that I can believe in, but I also long for an unstructured month. When I have time, it comes in such short bursts that I am reluctant to start anything "big." So, the advice to just move, notice, and dance - all much appreciated and timely.
I do wonder if what you're experiencing isn't in part related to the completion of a massive project. Like the end of a performance, when the curtain falls for the last time, and we think - "What now?" Hugs and appreciation for you, Ruth.
Ah yes, this. I'm lucky to define my time these days. It's a blessing. But I work myself a little too hard at tines. And yes, I think there is a lot of 'end of project' flatness and despondency knowing around. I'm intching to starting writing the next project!
:happy clappy: 😁
Dance on!
Beautiful. I felt myself entering my own body as I read.
Thank you Wendy :)