I have been trying to get myself to write again for weeks. Two weeks after my last post my mother passed away suddenly. Two months have passed since. Life is different in a million small ways and even where it’s the same it is still different. It doesn’t feel right to write as if nothing has changed and yet it’s as if the light has changed and so it changes everything in subtle ways that are just as difficult to describe.
Oh Karen, I'm deeply sorry for your loss. Thanks for sharing your thoughts about the special times we live in. Fortunately I have no problems with social distancing because I preferred already to spend a lot of my time on my own. I'm rather afraid of going back to "normal". So I decide to stay in some sort of my own lockdown and to enjoy the stillness and to reflect about life. There are so many good things to enjoy when shutting out the outer world sometimes.
“Last year I found that my little nature spots were overflowing with people who had nothing else to do and so the solitude and quiet were harder to find.” My experience as well. I took to midnight meanderings through the woods and fields to avoid humanoids and rest in the quiet. “I find myself longing for empty spaces and a slower pace” — I feel as though I’ve been fortunate to have this a great deal for the past year — I long to stretch it out into the future.
Thank you for writing. And for your magical photos.
Beautiful reflection on the strangeness of the time- the unfamiliar and the familiar. I am so sorry for your loss and so glad you are hearing stories that let you know something of the young woman you mother was (and the young man your father was.) Muche love, oriah
Oh Karen, I'm deeply sorry for your loss. Thanks for sharing your thoughts about the special times we live in. Fortunately I have no problems with social distancing because I preferred already to spend a lot of my time on my own. I'm rather afraid of going back to "normal". So I decide to stay in some sort of my own lockdown and to enjoy the stillness and to reflect about life. There are so many good things to enjoy when shutting out the outer world sometimes.
Sending you and all here my best wishes - Karin
Thank you so much Karin! Yes, I want to retain some things about the way we have lived the past year on a more permanent basis too.
“Last year I found that my little nature spots were overflowing with people who had nothing else to do and so the solitude and quiet were harder to find.” My experience as well. I took to midnight meanderings through the woods and fields to avoid humanoids and rest in the quiet. “I find myself longing for empty spaces and a slower pace” — I feel as though I’ve been fortunate to have this a great deal for the past year — I long to stretch it out into the future.
Thank you for writing. And for your magical photos.
Yes yes yes! I hope we are able to find a way. Thank you. <3
Karen you did not disappoint, lovely writing & feeling your emotions peeping through ever so longingly. Blessings & Peace.
Thank you Lydia!
Left foot, right foot - Breathe
Thank you Kim!
Beautiful reflection on the strangeness of the time- the unfamiliar and the familiar. I am so sorry for your loss and so glad you are hearing stories that let you know something of the young woman you mother was (and the young man your father was.) Muche love, oriah
Thank you so much Oriah! Ah, would I love to share with you what I've learned. I hope you are as well as possible. Much love <3
That should be "much" :-)