Beautiful, Jez—and particularly resonant for me right now as I am feeling a lot of existential grief and am actually diving wholeheartedly in and sitting with “The Wild Edge of Sorrow” right now. It is a book I was drawn to and purchased in 2021 after a long storm of very significant losses embedded within the deep cave of pandemic distancing—but apparently it was waiting patiently until the last week or so to declare it was now time to read. It is lovely to read an affirmation of that in your words this morning. ✨
I, too, bought The Wild Edge of Sorrow in '21 in the depths of losses and underworld experiences. An absolutely magnificent book that helped me so much - and I hope it does the same for you. I often lay in the bath and read it and cried my heart out.
Blessings on you as you move through the many griefs of life 🖤
Love this so much! Kudos to you and Emma - a well timed and well place nudge. But also I have to be cheeky and ask what was the original ending? This is 😍🤩 but can't resist a bit of evolution witnessing.
And a very big congratulations on everything that's coming up! Very excited for you! ( And in terms of pacing/fatigue - however you manage it will be good enough. Getting this far is great. Doing what your doing is fab. You should, and I hope you are, really proud of yourself...wait hope/despair....I will despair if you aren't 🥰✨)
Thanks Jen. Well, someone had to ask, didn't they?! (If I'd had to guess who it would be... 🤔😉)
I shall message you directly with the answer and a small rant 👍🏼
And thanks about next week. I've been down with a throat infection for 5 days now. Keeps getting better-worse-better-worse. Just gonna rest up and hope for the best.
But yes. I'm pleased, honoured to be asked, confident in what I'm carrying, and trusting that it's always Enough, whatever shape I'm in (though I'd love to feel better than right now!)
That poem is so beautiful and resonating, me and my twin soul thank you! 🙏🏼💕✨ just like the frustrated part before when you think nothings there and the writing came through… it’s a pattern I started to notice actually, my best writings happen when I’m coming out of a PEM and my brain is still ‘fried’. Those are the times I’m really sure there’s nothing gonna happen on the creative front, and a lot of the times, it’s the opposite 😄
Often makes me wonder if it’s my brain hurting because there’s a lot that wants to come through, just all the wiring is ON and body doesn’t has the capacity and that hurts?
Or ‘where it’s coming from’ when it feels ‘channeled’, I do believe strongly in a creative field where creators can tap into… and everything that’s written has been written before, yes you will sometimes pick up things from ‘distant writers’, I had it once and it freaked me out 😂
I'm so glad this one is meeting with your twin love/grief, that feels very satisfying 💞
The relation between flares/illness and writing is so interesting. I wrote one of my best stories while in bed with covid. Through the worst days, but not yet well enough to get up. My story is that I co-created it with the virus, but who knows how these things come through... I'm enjoying your insightful reflections on the whole process 🙏🏼
Jez, thank you so much for sharing not only the poem but the story with us. I layed down to have a rare moment for myself and although I usually read your posts, this time, on your prompt, I listened, while my baby Hope (yes, the poem has suddenly become even more personal) was sleeping next to me. As your poem unfolded, I closed my eyes and imagined the dance. What a sight! What a dance. How they kind of needing each other? I'm moved. And my mind is full of pictures. I'm wondering about all the colours the dance of theirs has created. Thank you for your gift - whoever/whatever has inspired you or spoked through you, I really appreciate you being willing to write it down 5 years ago - and share here with us now.
Thank you Eva - I'm so delighted that you've listened today! I'm sure it's already obvious to you that this poem was written at Sparks.
I'm grateful for your feeding of the poem, and for the many images you share. I'm not at all a visual thinker, so I never have pictures in my head when I'm reading or writing. I'm always so pleased that others can conjur them up when they encounter the words.
Deepest blessings on you, and on Hope - I'm grinning at the fact she has entered the scene today, how wonderful! 🌟
Morning, Jez. Loved the poem and will be listening back to it several times more before I comment more about it! I just wanted to pop up and say how delighted I am that your Pomona offering is iterating and appearing again! Keeping everything crossed that the energy levels enable that to happen as you hope. Have a restful Sunday. Will
Thank you Will - I look forward to hearing your reflections later.
I've not been well this week, so I'm doing my best to rest and trusting that travel will be possible. I'm SO excited about what I've been asked to do next weekend, it feels enormously honouring.
I've just returned from a slow plod around Pomona, where the marshes are frozen snow over ice, and snipe footprints are visible across the top. Truly magical. Thanks for your well wishes, and blessings on your Sunday, whatever it brings ✨
Thank you for sharing the poem, or should I say your story. I love its allegorical, almost mythical cast. Hearing you read it was a moving experience, sitting having breakfast while my aged mother lay sleeping in the next room…
This is beautiful, Jez. Thanks so much for sharing this with us.
Thanks Heather, it's my pleasure to do so!
Beautiful, Jez—and particularly resonant for me right now as I am feeling a lot of existential grief and am actually diving wholeheartedly in and sitting with “The Wild Edge of Sorrow” right now. It is a book I was drawn to and purchased in 2021 after a long storm of very significant losses embedded within the deep cave of pandemic distancing—but apparently it was waiting patiently until the last week or so to declare it was now time to read. It is lovely to read an affirmation of that in your words this morning. ✨
Thank you Michelle, this is encouraging to hear!
I, too, bought The Wild Edge of Sorrow in '21 in the depths of losses and underworld experiences. An absolutely magnificent book that helped me so much - and I hope it does the same for you. I often lay in the bath and read it and cried my heart out.
Blessings on you as you move through the many griefs of life 🖤
Love this so much! Kudos to you and Emma - a well timed and well place nudge. But also I have to be cheeky and ask what was the original ending? This is 😍🤩 but can't resist a bit of evolution witnessing.
And a very big congratulations on everything that's coming up! Very excited for you! ( And in terms of pacing/fatigue - however you manage it will be good enough. Getting this far is great. Doing what your doing is fab. You should, and I hope you are, really proud of yourself...wait hope/despair....I will despair if you aren't 🥰✨)
Thanks Jen. Well, someone had to ask, didn't they?! (If I'd had to guess who it would be... 🤔😉)
I shall message you directly with the answer and a small rant 👍🏼
And thanks about next week. I've been down with a throat infection for 5 days now. Keeps getting better-worse-better-worse. Just gonna rest up and hope for the best.
But yes. I'm pleased, honoured to be asked, confident in what I'm carrying, and trusting that it's always Enough, whatever shape I'm in (though I'd love to feel better than right now!)
That poem is so beautiful and resonating, me and my twin soul thank you! 🙏🏼💕✨ just like the frustrated part before when you think nothings there and the writing came through… it’s a pattern I started to notice actually, my best writings happen when I’m coming out of a PEM and my brain is still ‘fried’. Those are the times I’m really sure there’s nothing gonna happen on the creative front, and a lot of the times, it’s the opposite 😄
Often makes me wonder if it’s my brain hurting because there’s a lot that wants to come through, just all the wiring is ON and body doesn’t has the capacity and that hurts?
Or ‘where it’s coming from’ when it feels ‘channeled’, I do believe strongly in a creative field where creators can tap into… and everything that’s written has been written before, yes you will sometimes pick up things from ‘distant writers’, I had it once and it freaked me out 😂
Thank you Eva.
I'm so glad this one is meeting with your twin love/grief, that feels very satisfying 💞
The relation between flares/illness and writing is so interesting. I wrote one of my best stories while in bed with covid. Through the worst days, but not yet well enough to get up. My story is that I co-created it with the virus, but who knows how these things come through... I'm enjoying your insightful reflections on the whole process 🙏🏼
Jez, thank you so much for sharing not only the poem but the story with us. I layed down to have a rare moment for myself and although I usually read your posts, this time, on your prompt, I listened, while my baby Hope (yes, the poem has suddenly become even more personal) was sleeping next to me. As your poem unfolded, I closed my eyes and imagined the dance. What a sight! What a dance. How they kind of needing each other? I'm moved. And my mind is full of pictures. I'm wondering about all the colours the dance of theirs has created. Thank you for your gift - whoever/whatever has inspired you or spoked through you, I really appreciate you being willing to write it down 5 years ago - and share here with us now.
Thank you Eva - I'm so delighted that you've listened today! I'm sure it's already obvious to you that this poem was written at Sparks.
I'm grateful for your feeding of the poem, and for the many images you share. I'm not at all a visual thinker, so I never have pictures in my head when I'm reading or writing. I'm always so pleased that others can conjur them up when they encounter the words.
Deepest blessings on you, and on Hope - I'm grinning at the fact she has entered the scene today, how wonderful! 🌟
Morning, Jez. Loved the poem and will be listening back to it several times more before I comment more about it! I just wanted to pop up and say how delighted I am that your Pomona offering is iterating and appearing again! Keeping everything crossed that the energy levels enable that to happen as you hope. Have a restful Sunday. Will
Thank you Will - I look forward to hearing your reflections later.
I've not been well this week, so I'm doing my best to rest and trusting that travel will be possible. I'm SO excited about what I've been asked to do next weekend, it feels enormously honouring.
I've just returned from a slow plod around Pomona, where the marshes are frozen snow over ice, and snipe footprints are visible across the top. Truly magical. Thanks for your well wishes, and blessings on your Sunday, whatever it brings ✨
Thank you for sharing the poem, or should I say your story. I love its allegorical, almost mythical cast. Hearing you read it was a moving experience, sitting having breakfast while my aged mother lay sleeping in the next room…
Thank you for your generous words Mark. I appreciate you listening and feeding the poem / story. All blessings on you and on your mother.