Thank you Lyn for some sanity. The only control we have is how we react, so say the stoics. I will breathe the autumn air and hope there are some sensible people who will make it better for the next generation. I love that you have the shed!
What I choose to do is "act". . .I no longer want to be moved by another. So I've chosen to be calm about this whole process as it's in a pattern and scope beyond any human's pay grade. I've done my part as I can and accept it is out of my hands. In doing this, I'm always part of the solution. Blessings.
So much of what you say... as many of us older women (and men) have done... those things we could do: writing letters and postcards, contributing money, working the polls, trying not to simply fold into despair... we will go on and continue to do whatever we can for the generations...
Thank you Lyn for the herky jerky term.That's what it feels like It's a rough day for sure and not the greatest week for me as I lost my mom on Sunday after loosing her over the last few years to dementia and now permanently. Shifts, changes and the sun will rise and set every day as it has always done. Grief, deep sadness and surreal thoughts as I look at where our nation has decided to go I also believe in the power of community and that often it is darkest before the dawn Perhaps this period in history requires everything to be tossed upside down in order to be rebirthed At least that is how I am choosing to view this
I'm so sorry about your mom. I can relate and sending you hugs and peace.
I'm going with this perspective. I love everything you said. I think future #47 is a symptom, as opposed to the disease, which is scarier, but in order to find the best treatment, we need to understand the condition.
I will add my thank you to the list. I was unsure what I needed this morning; perhaps it was reading your thoughts. Your view somewhat lifts my sadness. We will continue the "good fight," good deeds, and kindness. I will choose this for my future. (and love my family every chance I get).
I read this essay this morning, Wednesday, the day after the election. I am unable to think, ro move, or react, or speak to anyone - numb is the word. In California it will be a warm 76 degrees, Santa Ana winds angry and blowing madly across the southern half of the state. It is a shitty day and I am reacting to it in a shitty way. I do love your essays, though - so relatable. Thank you.
Thank you Lyn for some sanity. The only control we have is how we react, so say the stoics. I will breathe the autumn air and hope there are some sensible people who will make it better for the next generation. I love that you have the shed!
What I choose to do is "act". . .I no longer want to be moved by another. So I've chosen to be calm about this whole process as it's in a pattern and scope beyond any human's pay grade. I've done my part as I can and accept it is out of my hands. In doing this, I'm always part of the solution. Blessings.
So much of what you say... as many of us older women (and men) have done... those things we could do: writing letters and postcards, contributing money, working the polls, trying not to simply fold into despair... we will go on and continue to do whatever we can for the generations...
Thank you Lyn for the herky jerky term.That's what it feels like It's a rough day for sure and not the greatest week for me as I lost my mom on Sunday after loosing her over the last few years to dementia and now permanently. Shifts, changes and the sun will rise and set every day as it has always done. Grief, deep sadness and surreal thoughts as I look at where our nation has decided to go I also believe in the power of community and that often it is darkest before the dawn Perhaps this period in history requires everything to be tossed upside down in order to be rebirthed At least that is how I am choosing to view this
I'm so sorry about your mom. I can relate and sending you hugs and peace.
I'm going with this perspective. I love everything you said. I think future #47 is a symptom, as opposed to the disease, which is scarier, but in order to find the best treatment, we need to understand the condition.
I love "perhaps this period in history requires everything to be tossed upside down in order to be rebirthed" it was a tough week, indeed
A room of one’s own provides solace and sanctuary in these uncertain times. You are fortunate to have that! Treasure it, as you do your family.
What a melancholic and touching text! Warm greetings from Germany. I feel you 🍂🍁💔
Lyn this is such a beautifully written lyrical post. Scary times ahead I can feel that even here my small part of rural UK ❤️
So relatable. Not necessarily in circumstantial detail, but in the heart. Thank you.
I will add my thank you to the list. I was unsure what I needed this morning; perhaps it was reading your thoughts. Your view somewhat lifts my sadness. We will continue the "good fight," good deeds, and kindness. I will choose this for my future. (and love my family every chance I get).
Thank you for this. I am devastated.
Thank you Lynn for your beautiful and meaningful words. You are a true light for me❤️🩹
Lyn. I always look forward to receiving your posts. Powerful words in uncertain times - I live in Canada, and I understand.
I too will compost my leaves. If we all work together maybe we can make a difference.
Thank you Lyn, your words are like a salve to sooth my jangled nerves.
I read this essay this morning, Wednesday, the day after the election. I am unable to think, ro move, or react, or speak to anyone - numb is the word. In California it will be a warm 76 degrees, Santa Ana winds angry and blowing madly across the southern half of the state. It is a shitty day and I am reacting to it in a shitty way. I do love your essays, though - so relatable. Thank you.
Breathe in Fall. It’s a time for change.
Nature tells us by the changing colors and falling leaves.
You have put words to how I have been feeling. Thank you, Lyn. It is soothing.
Thank-you for these words again, especially today, 11/6.