I'm so happy to be able to say that Navigate is on my bookshelf, but also just to say how I love the synchronicity between what we (and you) write and how that is revealed in our lives later - the mycelium threads that knit our underground life showing themselves above the ground too.
Yes! It's almost like one's writing reveals to yourself what your preoccupations have been all along. Those are not the only tree poems I have. I found one I wrote in Afrikaans and which I love the most of the tree poems, but haven't translated yet. It's funny: trees are so much a part of one's life, but it's so easy to just not thinking about them. They're just there. Like birds and water from the tap (when there's not a drought on the go).
It makes me happy to know you have a copy of Navigate in your home.
Wonderful Karin, you have captured the essence of the experience in such an unusual and enticing manner - calling "time out" to daydream- we all need more of that
I so wish I could join you. I must add a session of forest bathing to my itinerary next time I can get to the Cape. I do a version of forest bathing in my wild garden at home but a forest would be so much more profound, I think. Thank you for writing about it and taking such evocative photos, too.
Yes, sorry for not being more clear, but it's one of those things that's hard to write about without sounding a bit nutty. You kind of have to experience it.
I can highly recommend this. Thank you for including me
It was so lovely to have you along. I keep thinking about what you said about Nineties chick-lit!
So beautiful as always. I am so happy that I subscribe to Love Letter..it always inspires me as a writer and pushes me beyond the mundane. Thank you.
And, Gillian, you are like a feel-good drug in my circle. Thank you.you are so encouraging and kind. I hope here's another book in the works with you!
I can’t wait to be part of the next group … and I wholeheartedly subscribe to No Sharing 😀
Ha ha. Yup. So awkward when people are asked to share.
I'm so happy to be able to say that Navigate is on my bookshelf, but also just to say how I love the synchronicity between what we (and you) write and how that is revealed in our lives later - the mycelium threads that knit our underground life showing themselves above the ground too.
Yes! It's almost like one's writing reveals to yourself what your preoccupations have been all along. Those are not the only tree poems I have. I found one I wrote in Afrikaans and which I love the most of the tree poems, but haven't translated yet. It's funny: trees are so much a part of one's life, but it's so easy to just not thinking about them. They're just there. Like birds and water from the tap (when there's not a drought on the go).
It makes me happy to know you have a copy of Navigate in your home.
Sticking with you - for you, not for who you know 😊 Lovely newsletter, thank you.
Thank you! I do know nice people though. I marvel at that sometimes. My life has really washed some beautiful on to the shores of my consciousness.
Wonderful.
Wonderful Karin, you have captured the essence of the experience in such an unusual and enticing manner - calling "time out" to daydream- we all need more of that
We do. And trees – particularly leaves in a breeze – easily induce day dreaming.
I so wish I could join you. I must add a session of forest bathing to my itinerary next time I can get to the Cape. I do a version of forest bathing in my wild garden at home but a forest would be so much more profound, I think. Thank you for writing about it and taking such evocative photos, too.
You will enjoy it so much. It is so restorative.
I was so intrigued. So happy you wrote about it to *share* the experience with those who couldn't come. Now I'm even more intrigued!!
Yes, sorry for not being more clear, but it's one of those things that's hard to write about without sounding a bit nutty. You kind of have to experience it.
Goodness no need to apologise! Your writing was such a lovely glimpse into the experience.
Sounds really beautiful. I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it 💚
There will have to be a next time!