15/02/2022
Hi all, đđ» It is such a strange coincidence, that after over 6 months of not finding the words or the energy to share in this space, precisely today I was invited to join a loop with my fellow artists and ladies. And precisely today, it turns out that it is also International Childhood Cancer Awareness Day. đ
Our blog circle brings together every month or so, our experiences of life right now, the joys and the struggles, the realness of it all mixed together. Hereâs a bit of what Iâve been reflecting on this month.
âThere are gaps in the mesh of the everyday world, and sometimes they open up and you fall through them into Somewhere Else. Somewhere Else runs at a different pace to the here and now, where everyone else carries on. Somewhere Else exists at a delay, so that you canât quite keep paceâŠ..â
~ Wintering, by Katherine May
I donât know exactly when, but at some point I fell into Somewhere Else. Somewhere Else is a terribly painful place to be, but also a humblingly beautiful one in itâs own strange way. Somewhere Else has brought us to our knees, but also to our best selves as parents, as partners, as siblings⊠as family. Somewhere Else has shown me some of the noblest souls, young and old, that I have ever encountered. Somewhere Else is a constant reminder to notice everything around me with humbling gratitude. And yet, how easy it is to forget that lesson, and to need to be taught it all over again.
Now, as the first snowdrops begin to emerge from the sleepy winter soil, we begin to catch a glimpse of a possible end to this long Winter of ours, the possibility of the first signs of Spring. Spring will come with itâs own new set of challenges, no doubt, but it is a comfort in itself just to feel the warmth of it comingâŠ.
Next up is my wonderful friend Kirsty Larmour.