This remains one of my most favorite writings of you, it is SO beautiful and I return to the words often.
I’m in the same boat, struggling to find creativity and depth, am trying to surrender to it (not always succeeding). Thanks for sharing and sending you lots of (creative) light 🤍
Thank you Nathalie 🫶 that means a lot. I didn’t want to lose it in a long line of notes and it flowed without thinking at the time. Daily routine has dulled my inspiration since I’ve come home. Sending you that same creative light, I always look forward to your writing, and hope you feel more inspired soon. ❤️❤️
Thank you Kate, You still ended up writing a beautiful poem. Thank you for that. Creativity cannot be forced; sometimes it flows freely, and sometimes it quietly slips away for a while. But this poem has turned out beautifully.
I don’t think we’re meant to have all the answers. I certainly don’t! I think just stopping to look at the world around us is enough sometimes. Thank you, Kate. 🌹
Ah Kare, we are all so fragile. An absolutely beautiful poem. Yes it's ok to feel like this at times...I think allowing it to just flow over you...nature is there always. Sending love 💖💚
I really appreciated the honesty at the heart of this poem. Rather than trying to answer the question, it allows space for not knowing, and that feels deeply authentic. I was especially moved by the lines, “What do priests see? / No more than other seekers, sometimes less,” because they gently remind us that humility may be closer to wisdom than certainty. Thank you for sharing such a thoughtful and quietly beautiful reflection.
Thank you for sharing this, Kate. Such a very beautiful expression. 🙏💕🫶
Thank you for your support and encouraging words as always Stephanie❤️❤️🙏
This remains one of my most favorite writings of you, it is SO beautiful and I return to the words often.
I’m in the same boat, struggling to find creativity and depth, am trying to surrender to it (not always succeeding). Thanks for sharing and sending you lots of (creative) light 🤍
Thank you Nathalie 🫶 that means a lot. I didn’t want to lose it in a long line of notes and it flowed without thinking at the time. Daily routine has dulled my inspiration since I’ve come home. Sending you that same creative light, I always look forward to your writing, and hope you feel more inspired soon. ❤️❤️
Thank you Kate, You still ended up writing a beautiful poem. Thank you for that. Creativity cannot be forced; sometimes it flows freely, and sometimes it quietly slips away for a while. But this poem has turned out beautifully.
This is beautiful in it's gentle fragility. Holding questions with tender uncertainty ❤️.
I don’t think we’re meant to have all the answers. I certainly don’t! I think just stopping to look at the world around us is enough sometimes. Thank you, Kate. 🌹
Ah Kare, we are all so fragile. An absolutely beautiful poem. Yes it's ok to feel like this at times...I think allowing it to just flow over you...nature is there always. Sending love 💖💚
Kate, this is surely enough. It’s beautiful.
Beautiful, Kate. Thank you for sharing this.
I really appreciated the honesty at the heart of this poem. Rather than trying to answer the question, it allows space for not knowing, and that feels deeply authentic. I was especially moved by the lines, “What do priests see? / No more than other seekers, sometimes less,” because they gently remind us that humility may be closer to wisdom than certainty. Thank you for sharing such a thoughtful and quietly beautiful reflection.