‘’The sun is hot chicken hot and the wind sings like she’s been alone in the car for hours, forgetting anyone else exists.” This is why I subscribe-writing that stops me dead in my tracks! Happy
"It’s taken a long time to realize those skins, those shells, those chrysalises are not failures or missteps, but mere maps. Traces of time and place while I hemmed and honed on place and person. That the point was to search and there was never any shame in the searching."
I liked that book a lot and have recommended it a few times. I can hardly visit anyplace without wondering, even if for just a few seconds, what it would be like to live there. Trying on that new life in my head, even though I like my current home and life.
I'll bet you could write a good, deep, non-clickbaity essay about every one of those clickbait headlines ...
Gorgeous essay Kelton - I actually have that book on my shelf waiting to be read! I don’t remember why but it must have been recommended in something else I read a long time ago - nice to feel like finding place and home is a through-line. This has inspired me to read it (or at least to add higher up my TBR list 🥲). Hope you’re well 🌻
I used to be terrified to shed my skin, truly thinking I wouldn’t survive it. I read about you moving from NYC to CO to CA in awe and very much “I wish I could but I can’t”. And then I started shedding skin but not telling anyone until I was doing it. No one knew I was moving states from where I grew up until we were ordering a moving truck, no one knew we did IVF until I was pregnant for months. And the new version of me? She can’t wait for the future sheddings and the future things to be. Thank you for writing and sharing and inspiring to be different versions of ourselves.
I love this so much. I somehow ended up living in an a frame cabin in the mountains by myself. I was on vacation in Tahoe and my car broke down the last day, and then I never left. This woman I met rented me her cabin where I lived alone in the woods for the next year. Life changing is an understatement. I miss being surrounded by wood, every day. Thank you for sharing.
SUCH A BANGER and yes the best line is the sun is hot chicken hot. I loooove watching your writing soar and this is so spot on. Written from a wooded room and a wooded desk all handmade by a woodworker, in a woodland.
"It’s taken a long time to realize those skins, those shells, those chrysalises are not failures or missteps, but mere maps." Just lovely, Kelton! While reading this, I started thinking about all the things I also WAS going to be, and all of the things I HAVE been. It feels like I've lived so many lives on the way to the one I currently occupy. I'm grateful for ALL of the experiences.
As you so often do, opening my thoughts to who and why and where I was, am, will be. At 70 I have shed many a skin, the snake is a sacred animal symbol for me. I delight in your writing. Blessings to you on this day of celebrating our motherhoodness.
‘’The sun is hot chicken hot and the wind sings like she’s been alone in the car for hours, forgetting anyone else exists.” This is why I subscribe-writing that stops me dead in my tracks! Happy
Mother’s Day to you and Woods!🥰
Thank you so much!
"It’s taken a long time to realize those skins, those shells, those chrysalises are not failures or missteps, but mere maps. Traces of time and place while I hemmed and honed on place and person. That the point was to search and there was never any shame in the searching."
This is...just perfect.
Thank you
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“ we would rather be worn out than worn down.”
I put that in my ‘Wise Words’ file, Kelton
Hell yeah.
Really beautifully said, my wooded forest friend
Tip of the hat to you, trail gremlin
I am ready. I get readier each time I read this newsletter... Any vacancies in your town? ;)
😂 I’ll keep you posted.
I liked that book a lot and have recommended it a few times. I can hardly visit anyplace without wondering, even if for just a few seconds, what it would be like to live there. Trying on that new life in my head, even though I like my current home and life.
I'll bet you could write a good, deep, non-clickbaity essay about every one of those clickbait headlines ...
I very well might
Gorgeous essay Kelton - I actually have that book on my shelf waiting to be read! I don’t remember why but it must have been recommended in something else I read a long time ago - nice to feel like finding place and home is a through-line. This has inspired me to read it (or at least to add higher up my TBR list 🥲). Hope you’re well 🌻
I hope you like it!
Hey, this one is really good. No surprise, of course.
Hope you have a satisfying MD in both your roles.
😂 thanks much
I knew you could pull this off!
😂🙏🏼
https://music.apple.com/us/album/from-the-beginning/1620864380?i=1620864384
I used to be terrified to shed my skin, truly thinking I wouldn’t survive it. I read about you moving from NYC to CO to CA in awe and very much “I wish I could but I can’t”. And then I started shedding skin but not telling anyone until I was doing it. No one knew I was moving states from where I grew up until we were ordering a moving truck, no one knew we did IVF until I was pregnant for months. And the new version of me? She can’t wait for the future sheddings and the future things to be. Thank you for writing and sharing and inspiring to be different versions of ourselves.
I love this so much. I somehow ended up living in an a frame cabin in the mountains by myself. I was on vacation in Tahoe and my car broke down the last day, and then I never left. This woman I met rented me her cabin where I lived alone in the woods for the next year. Life changing is an understatement. I miss being surrounded by wood, every day. Thank you for sharing.
SUCH A BANGER and yes the best line is the sun is hot chicken hot. I loooove watching your writing soar and this is so spot on. Written from a wooded room and a wooded desk all handmade by a woodworker, in a woodland.
"It’s taken a long time to realize those skins, those shells, those chrysalises are not failures or missteps, but mere maps." Just lovely, Kelton! While reading this, I started thinking about all the things I also WAS going to be, and all of the things I HAVE been. It feels like I've lived so many lives on the way to the one I currently occupy. I'm grateful for ALL of the experiences.
I feel this in every fiber of my soul. It’s always been wood for, me, and I can’t wait to move to our (not-yet-ready) cabin the woods next month! 🪵🤎
As you so often do, opening my thoughts to who and why and where I was, am, will be. At 70 I have shed many a skin, the snake is a sacred animal symbol for me. I delight in your writing. Blessings to you on this day of celebrating our motherhoodness.