Chloe, you know, I'm certain, where I am and who listens with me. Your words are our Sunday morning ritual bringing peace. With your words today I find I am able to sit with a little sadness, to name it, reflecting, but quietly hopeful that loss will not forever feel so cavernous.
So thrilled that beautiful Cordelia found her way to your care, and what a glorious future she has!
Chloe, You consistently blow my mind with your writing. Having just dropped off my precious, beautiful, sometimes troubled, and wilful only son at university (far from home) for the first time yesterday, I am particularly moved by your phrase about safety and well- being not being necessarily compatible with freedom. It is a beautiful crisp clear autumnal morning here in the midlands of England (I glimpsed a pair of deer at dawn) and I am contemplating the tension of being separate from and yet present with. Many thanks!
I thought I might meet my father when I turned 35 but he never showed up, neither for my birthday nor his. Then I found out he was 33 and not 35 when killed in car accident when I was eight. I had been misinformed.
So, maybe it was me that didn’t show up. Happy Birthday. I have a sister, a Virgo like you, who has a birthday on the 16th.
Chloe, you know, I'm certain, where I am and who listens with me. Your words are our Sunday morning ritual bringing peace. With your words today I find I am able to sit with a little sadness, to name it, reflecting, but quietly hopeful that loss will not forever feel so cavernous.
So thrilled that beautiful Cordelia found her way to your care, and what a glorious future she has!
My thanks to you, as ever.
Chloe, You consistently blow my mind with your writing. Having just dropped off my precious, beautiful, sometimes troubled, and wilful only son at university (far from home) for the first time yesterday, I am particularly moved by your phrase about safety and well- being not being necessarily compatible with freedom. It is a beautiful crisp clear autumnal morning here in the midlands of England (I glimpsed a pair of deer at dawn) and I am contemplating the tension of being separate from and yet present with. Many thanks!
I thought I might meet my father when I turned 35 but he never showed up, neither for my birthday nor his. Then I found out he was 33 and not 35 when killed in car accident when I was eight. I had been misinformed.
So, maybe it was me that didn’t show up. Happy Birthday. I have a sister, a Virgo like you, who has a birthday on the 16th.
I would love to hear more about your meeting with your mother! Especially since it is in a way the sort of thing I write about in I Lean Liminal.
Thank you Chloe. Such a beautiful story and so uplifting for the spirits.
Beautiful prose, Chloe, and a lovely, lovely bird :).
What a beautiful piece of writing. Thank you 🪶