Love Margaret Renkl. Yes giving myself permission to experience nature as it unfurls new life. I am taking so much pleasure enjoying my crocus and watching my daffodils push themselves out of the ground. And the leaves of perennials sprouting up.
“The world is trembling with possibility.” —> that’s going somewhere where I can see it.
FWIW, I’m also deep in the disconnect. Feeling so misunderstood by my husband, friends, the world at large. Sitting with you in this uncomfortable space. We can do it. As Glennon Doyle says, “we can do hard things”. Mind the light. ❤️❤️
Hello Katie. Welcome to the "messy middle." Not here, or there, but somewhere in between. I am in the same spot and finding the warmer weather that has poked through these last couple of days is helping me to feel ready for regrowth after a few years of unlearning old ways. I'm glad you are recognizing what you are feeling, saying it out loud and beginning to act on this tiny calling voice--even if you're not sure what it is or where it will lead. I have some ideas and I'm excited to see where it will ultimately lead you.
P.S. This is the third time in less than a week that this poem has surfaced through three very different sources, so it must be a sign--one that many of us need to hear and heed. Thanks for sharing. Take care and we'll be here for you along the way as you figure out what's calling you. xo
Katie, thank you so much for the beautiful words from Margaret Renkl.
Sending you the biggest hug from a similar place of such a vacant disconnect and profound discontent.
We have to remember that we lost a lot of what we would have planted during a less trying time.
It's okay that we used all our shiniest initiative to endure and couldn't nurture whatever sense of self might be satisfying right now.
It feels like forever as a courtesy that our sweet dumb brains are gifting us with in these long, awful, hopeless windows; we have no choice but to think through what's next, even if the feeling blows and we're on our toes and sick to our stomachs. It's okay to make way for a nasty now.
Katie, the Renkl piece is astoundingly on point for what I need right now. In the midst of your uncertainty, you still are reaching to the heart of the matter for folks like me. I am sorry you are experiencing the pain of these days. As I got on hands and knees this weekend and brushed the dirt away from five peony plants so I could see the very beginnings of them breaking through the ground, I was reminded again that growth and "life" is happening, even when we can't see it. And, the beauty to come has to go through the breaking of ground. Let's have another breakfast/coffee soon. I miss you! Happy spring!
As always, I appreciate your transparency with us readers. I have full faith that you will make the right decision for you - and we will be here no matter what!
I've had it too in february/march, it was an overwhelming feeling of doubt and feeling without direction. With spring coming in, I feel much better and more positive.
Wishing you the best! Just discovered your newsletter, curious to read more in the future!
You're not alone, Katie. I feel the same way; the disconnect, the sadness and discomfort... just, the space in between who I am now and who it is I want to be. Who I feel I can be. Small steps, each and everyday. Thank you for sharing this. Sending you a big hug.
Creative existential crises must be in the air - I'm going through the same thing right now. Take all the time you need, and I hope you find something wonderful on the other side!
Love Margaret Renkl. Yes giving myself permission to experience nature as it unfurls new life. I am taking so much pleasure enjoying my crocus and watching my daffodils push themselves out of the ground. And the leaves of perennials sprouting up.
I’ve been feeling that same “discontent”… hope it passes soon and greater things are on the other side 🙏🏻
“The world is trembling with possibility.” —> that’s going somewhere where I can see it.
FWIW, I’m also deep in the disconnect. Feeling so misunderstood by my husband, friends, the world at large. Sitting with you in this uncomfortable space. We can do it. As Glennon Doyle says, “we can do hard things”. Mind the light. ❤️❤️
Hello Katie. Welcome to the "messy middle." Not here, or there, but somewhere in between. I am in the same spot and finding the warmer weather that has poked through these last couple of days is helping me to feel ready for regrowth after a few years of unlearning old ways. I'm glad you are recognizing what you are feeling, saying it out loud and beginning to act on this tiny calling voice--even if you're not sure what it is or where it will lead. I have some ideas and I'm excited to see where it will ultimately lead you.
P.S. This is the third time in less than a week that this poem has surfaced through three very different sources, so it must be a sign--one that many of us need to hear and heed. Thanks for sharing. Take care and we'll be here for you along the way as you figure out what's calling you. xo
Best wishes.
Katie, thank you so much for the beautiful words from Margaret Renkl.
Sending you the biggest hug from a similar place of such a vacant disconnect and profound discontent.
We have to remember that we lost a lot of what we would have planted during a less trying time.
It's okay that we used all our shiniest initiative to endure and couldn't nurture whatever sense of self might be satisfying right now.
It feels like forever as a courtesy that our sweet dumb brains are gifting us with in these long, awful, hopeless windows; we have no choice but to think through what's next, even if the feeling blows and we're on our toes and sick to our stomachs. It's okay to make way for a nasty now.
Sending big virtual hugs!
Katie, the Renkl piece is astoundingly on point for what I need right now. In the midst of your uncertainty, you still are reaching to the heart of the matter for folks like me. I am sorry you are experiencing the pain of these days. As I got on hands and knees this weekend and brushed the dirt away from five peony plants so I could see the very beginnings of them breaking through the ground, I was reminded again that growth and "life" is happening, even when we can't see it. And, the beauty to come has to go through the breaking of ground. Let's have another breakfast/coffee soon. I miss you! Happy spring!
Take the time you need, we'll be here waiting when you are ready to be back. xxx
As always, I appreciate your transparency with us readers. I have full faith that you will make the right decision for you - and we will be here no matter what!
I've had it too in february/march, it was an overwhelming feeling of doubt and feeling without direction. With spring coming in, I feel much better and more positive.
Wishing you the best! Just discovered your newsletter, curious to read more in the future!
You're not alone, Katie. I feel the same way; the disconnect, the sadness and discomfort... just, the space in between who I am now and who it is I want to be. Who I feel I can be. Small steps, each and everyday. Thank you for sharing this. Sending you a big hug.
Creative existential crises must be in the air - I'm going through the same thing right now. Take all the time you need, and I hope you find something wonderful on the other side!
We'll be here, or there, or wherever you want us to be.
Those are beautiful words from Margaret Renkl. Thank you for sharing! Carry on with that fresh energy into the rest of spring! 💕
I wish you well Katie. We are always here for you. Sending long distance hugs and prayers. Most of all I wish you deep peace.