Thank you for this powerful, radiantly loving, fiercely true piece of writing. This line -- "Love. Circles of it. Wider ever wider until it is the earth herself standing at our back. For she is the centre and the rim. She holds the dead; she holds the seeds." - - took me out, and helped steady me today. Thank you for your courage, for your powerful lyrical incisive soulful pen, for what you have seen, what your family has seen, what you know in your heart and blood and soul. And thank you for this Yew lore, it is so helpful to take courage and strength from right now.
There is a small Yew tree literally in my back yard. I suspect it was seeded by a bird feeding in the graveyard across the road, which has a lot of them. Just in the past few months it has developed a patch of dead foliage, something I've never seen happening before. Perhaps it too is finding it difficult to witness all that is going on in the world at the moment. As often happens when reading one of your posts Siobhán, I was reminded of a song . This morning it was "Political World" by Bob Dylan. Thank you for "being political". Politics is life, and to pretend otherwise is to deny life and "take what looks like the easy way out".
Thank you Stephen. I appreciate your kind words here, as always. I would not be surprised about the Yew, the earth is crying. What we’re watching, why no one is stopping it, is about oil and gas and trade routes, imperialism and world domination, it is again about resources, capitalism and robbing the earth.
What a song for this moment. I’ve been listening to Savage Daughter and Talkin’ Bout a Revolution on repeat...
Thank you for this powerful, radiantly loving, fiercely true piece of writing. This line -- "Love. Circles of it. Wider ever wider until it is the earth herself standing at our back. For she is the centre and the rim. She holds the dead; she holds the seeds." - - took me out, and helped steady me today. Thank you for your courage, for your powerful lyrical incisive soulful pen, for what you have seen, what your family has seen, what you know in your heart and blood and soul. And thank you for this Yew lore, it is so helpful to take courage and strength from right now.
This ripples through me deeply. So grateful to receive it. Thank you
Beautiful, powerful words. Thank you x
There is a small Yew tree literally in my back yard. I suspect it was seeded by a bird feeding in the graveyard across the road, which has a lot of them. Just in the past few months it has developed a patch of dead foliage, something I've never seen happening before. Perhaps it too is finding it difficult to witness all that is going on in the world at the moment. As often happens when reading one of your posts Siobhán, I was reminded of a song . This morning it was "Political World" by Bob Dylan. Thank you for "being political". Politics is life, and to pretend otherwise is to deny life and "take what looks like the easy way out".
Thank you Stephen. I appreciate your kind words here, as always. I would not be surprised about the Yew, the earth is crying. What we’re watching, why no one is stopping it, is about oil and gas and trade routes, imperialism and world domination, it is again about resources, capitalism and robbing the earth.
What a song for this moment. I’ve been listening to Savage Daughter and Talkin’ Bout a Revolution on repeat...