This is such a beautiful meditation on this time we're in. Your rich description of the weekend makes me feel almost as if I, too, got to step away for a respite. I appreciate both the words of your yoga instructor and your interpretation of them. In more than one personal situation over the past year, I have found that easing my grip has done so much more than holding on with all I've got. And it feels better, too.
The walk down memory lane reminded me of the 4x’s a year the Marable Clan gathered as we grew up and the many road trips we made together South to the Homestead.
Most all absent adventures although we are all Blessed to still be alive in our separate spaces.
What a beautiful place and a great photo of you both. I agree about the specialness of being with family or old friends. We just had a week with East Coast relatives and it was so refreshing. Hold on to those memories!
Knowing all family members, or at least almost all of your family members, I smile along with you at the joy that you must have experienced.... life seems to be more like walking through the horror houses that were everywhere just a few days ago on Halloween.... There are monsters jumping from every angle.. frightening us... threatening us.. and hoping that we will respond with great fear.... Thank God for mountain top experiences and a few awkward moments and spontaneous jokes and even taco salads.... Your writing is like the chapters or a book.... If it's a good book, and your stories always are..... I can't wait to get to the next chapter.... Your mother was right.... Staying close in heart mind and spirit are vital...
I,too, just returned from a family reunion with all the noise and activity of loved ones, ages 2 to 73. A respite from despair. Returning now renewed with energy to community creativity and solitary ventures buoyed by the voices raised across our country. We have had enough!
How special, Elizabeth. As we say in some parts, you have a way. And I can’t imagine someone would forget their underwear, though based earlier comments it seems more common and even forgivable than I would have imagined.
YES!
This is such a beautiful meditation on this time we're in. Your rich description of the weekend makes me feel almost as if I, too, got to step away for a respite. I appreciate both the words of your yoga instructor and your interpretation of them. In more than one personal situation over the past year, I have found that easing my grip has done so much more than holding on with all I've got. And it feels better, too.
Gratitude Elizabeth!
The walk down memory lane reminded me of the 4x’s a year the Marable Clan gathered as we grew up and the many road trips we made together South to the Homestead.
Most all absent adventures although we are all Blessed to still be alive in our separate spaces.
Thanks for Chicken Scratch!
Got a little teary at this one, Elizabeth. Thank you as always for your way with the words and how they at times, hit the chord, beautifully.
What a beautiful place and a great photo of you both. I agree about the specialness of being with family or old friends. We just had a week with East Coast relatives and it was so refreshing. Hold on to those memories!
Last night’s elections gave me so much glue! Blue glue is looking to be around every corner…. I’m here for it ❤️
ps not sure if you read Kari Bentley Quinn’s SS, but forgotten underwear is a theme of late. 🩲
Knowing all family members, or at least almost all of your family members, I smile along with you at the joy that you must have experienced.... life seems to be more like walking through the horror houses that were everywhere just a few days ago on Halloween.... There are monsters jumping from every angle.. frightening us... threatening us.. and hoping that we will respond with great fear.... Thank God for mountain top experiences and a few awkward moments and spontaneous jokes and even taco salads.... Your writing is like the chapters or a book.... If it's a good book, and your stories always are..... I can't wait to get to the next chapter.... Your mother was right.... Staying close in heart mind and spirit are vital...
I,too, just returned from a family reunion with all the noise and activity of loved ones, ages 2 to 73. A respite from despair. Returning now renewed with energy to community creativity and solitary ventures buoyed by the voices raised across our country. We have had enough!
How special, Elizabeth. As we say in some parts, you have a way. And I can’t imagine someone would forget their underwear, though based earlier comments it seems more common and even forgivable than I would have imagined.