Tag: grief
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writing practice

I’m reading Writing Down the Bones again. It, among other things, is making me feel brave. In Bones, Natalie Goldberg reminds us how important it is to give ourselves permission to write the “worst junk in the world.” In another chapter, entitled Composting, she says: “It takes a while for our experience to sift through our consciousness. For instance, it…
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rejoicing, somehow

My skin has come alive, shimmering, sensitive to the lightest touch. A sigh pours from my mouth when my hair brushes against my back. It’s new and tender. Pleasure has been the focus of my exploration for the past few years but I have a teacher now1, someone to offer tools, support and guidance, so…